Boob Massage Novels & Stories

I chastise myself, This is not the time Micheal. I continued massaging her butt, my fingers delving into her anus hole to stimulate her a little, it was a special technique I used for special clients. The sound of her soft moans filled the room. I continued massaging as I felt some tight knots at the junction just below her hipbones. Suddenly she turned around catching me off guard, “Could you face the front instead?” She placed my oiled hand on her left boob as she began to massage using my fingers to tweak her nípples.

I poured in some glycerin on my boobs and spread it all over my boobs, massaging it layer by layer, creating the best erotic feel and slowly making my nipples hard. “Fuck!!! You are so sexy baby and i love what you are doing to your boobs. You can also touch your stomach. You know i love that tiny fupa of yours.” “You love all parts of my body. Beautifully.” I gave him the widest smile in the world. “Of course i do. What is there not to love?” I caressed my boobs more, pinching my nipples and creating heavy moaning sounds that radiated through the room. I started moaning louder, in a singing tone and moved my hands to my belly, rubbing it in a massage manner and leaving my skin shiny and moi

he soothed as he positioned the purple plastic dildo at my side, between us. He had found some body lotion. I heard the cap click and smelled the fruity scent as he rubbed it in his palms, warming it. Once he was satisfied with the temperature, he placed his hands on my breasts, coating them with the moisturizing cream. After he lubed up my boobs, he used the vibrator to massage them. As he circled my nipples, I arched my back and cried out with the pleasure of it.

Marie was aware of that because of the way it was making her feel, but she still ignored it and did not say a word to Jean. On the other hand, Jean took a little advantage of that and purposely moved her hands slightly up. She was talking sweet to her by explaining to her about the fact that massaging that area gave better relief. As Jean’s thumbs were going up massaging Marie, so were her finger tips. Even though it was happening very slowly, there came a point when Jean’s finger tips were on Marie’s boobs.

He put more body wash on his hand before rubbing it again all over my body, But he put more attention on my swollen boobs. I leaned back my head on him and put it on his shoulder as he started to plant soft kisses on my neck with his hand busy massaging my boobs while his other hand traveled down to my center. I gasped when I finally felt his finger running down my kitty. "Hmmmm". I moaned when he started rubbing my center, I can't stand the too much sensation brought by his finger that kept on rubbing on my p*ssy. I keep on closing my legs together hoping that it would ease the tingling sensation that's starting to build in my belly.

Finding the soap, I squirted some on my hands, then leaned backward against the tile. Now, when I massaged my breasts, he could see the tops of the curves as I pushed them upward, my nipples just out of view. He groaned, his bicep moving faster, his eyes never leaving the screen. I licked my lips again, moving one of my hands down my belly, then cupping between my legs.

Applying foamy liquids over her skin,I reach her boobs, running foamy lines along it's curves. Cupping both boobs, slight gasps escapes her lips. Seems normal to her but quite satisfying before my horny and sex thirsty gaze. Massaging both boobs and nipples,she twitches within the bath while my breathing and heaving thickens. "Comfortable?" I ask. "A...am okay" she whimpers. Scrubbing both thighs,her jerkings heightens. Venturing deeper against her pu**y, slight wince evolves her lips. Those definitely weren't moans.

I cautiously moved my hands from her waist to her tummy, the material she had was light and easy to trace so how to find her belly button was not a problem. I rolled my hands in and out of it and massaged the lower part of her belly whilst still sniffing her neck. She moaned lightly as my hands began to move upwards to her breast. Hearing her moan was the encouragement I needed to squeeze and press on her boobs, thankfully, she did not have a bra on, so my hands were kneading and squeezing on the right stuffs. "Mmmff..hmm..." she moaned lightly as I squeezed even harder on them.

Chloe felt as though if she had run a marathon, her legs would still be tension free when Kendra finished. Kendra pushed Chloe's legs together and straddled her once more. She worked on Chloe's face, her temples, and along her jawline. She rubbed and massaged the knots out of Chloe's shoulders and lightly dragged her hand to the center of Chloe's chest. She paused to apply more oil and worked up and out from the center of Chloe's chest and around her breasts down and back again. Her circles got tighter and tighter, each pass closing in on Chloe's nipples. Just before she reached her nipples, Kendra began to massage first the left breast back and forth with both hands, then the right.

He pulled back, both breathless and she sighed, her eyes fluttering beautifully. "I'll massage your breast." He picked an olive oil and he unwrapped her upper part. She closed her eyes and let him massage her breasts. She needed it to be firm and not saggy. He used to do that back then just after their workout routine and bath. They will then massage each other and make love. It was one of the best and wonderful moments. ---