Boob Massage Novels & Stories

Bobby started to mutter to himself as he tried to control his lust. "I think we can now move on?" Gina intoned seriously from the top of the bed. The masseur then realized that he had lingered on her feet for too long and had gotten his client impatient. He quickly moved to the back of her calves, his hands expertly rubbing upwards until he reached the back of her knees. Bobby glided his two hands in a circular motion, moving slowly upwards. As he did, Gina parted her thighs slightly and Bobby saw her beautiful slit, a shiny sheen on her lips.

Her nails scratched his scalp, leaving five shallow crescent-shaped marks on it. His hand moved from her back to her right breast. His palm covered the entire breast, with his fingers spread out. His thumb and index finger rested against the lower edge of the breast. He began to massage it slowly, in circular motions. His palm moved over the lace-covered breast, while the underlying breast tissue shifted, bounced back, and shifted again under his touch. With each circular motion, his palm passed over the nipple. The lace scratched against the erect nipple, producing a slight frictional sound. This sensation spread from the nipple to the areola, and then deeper into her chest.

Her nipple grew so hard it felt like a small blade against his skin. Stephanie didn't move her eyes from her phone. Matt could feel her chest rise and fall as her breathing sped up. He leaned back and brought his hands onto both her breasts. He pulled them out from her shirt and made long rubs across her skin. Giving her chest a deep massage as he mashed her breasts together and into her chest. They felt glorious. Matt was beside himself. He couldn't believe this was real life. He had never felt breasts so full as these. And they belonged to his stepsister.

I’m being paid to massage her majesty! Her skin is so soft! I notice she has closed her eyes! I see the outline of her breasts through the tank top she’s wearing under her jacket. She has a very nice chest! I really want to touch them! I would end up with a nice slap and an immediate dismissal! I continue my massage, I don’t know if it’s me or my imagination: I notice the tip of her breasts poking through her tank top and she says to me: - That’s enough, go to your post!

"He might be your friend, but he’s still a guy." "I’m not putting it on," Breanna says, walking past him. Before she can reach the door, Tyler pins her against it from behind. His hands slide over her chest, rubbing her breasts through her shirt. Kissing her neck, he whispers into her ear, "See why you need a bra? Your nipples are already hard, and I barely touched you. Seeing you like this makes me want to—" "Okay, I get it!" Breanna interrupts, pushing him away. She snatches the bra from his hands and quickly puts it on.

Oh, I smell so good! I massage my boobs slowly and all I can think about is Noah putting his beautiful lips around my full breast. With one hand on my left breast massaged in a slower and the other moving slowly from my chest down to my abdomen and down to my clean pussy. I massaged the area slowly with my eyes closed and only he came to my head. I started to play around with my Labia and the moisture in my hand made it easy for my sloppy finger to move around. I didn't want to come too fast so I

Massage with gentle pressure. He pushed her back to the table. He removed the hook of the woman's bra. The wife's shorts were unzipped. It fell to the floor. He turned his wife to him and laid the half body on the table. He showered her with kisses until his lips landed on her chest. He alternately searched her nipples for milk that seemed ready to fill him. When he is on the other breast, he massages her other breast. Its murmur was like music to his ears.

I wanted to ask him how many women he had successfully massaged, but I didn't interrupt him during the massage. He was carefully touching every part of my body. Grabbing my feet, he pulled me onto my back and massaged my breasts with oil. After rubbing his thumb over my nipples, he grabbed my breast in his palm and gave me a little squeeze. His touch ignited my lust, prompting me to curl up on my toes and clutch the bedsheet tightly.

I placed the loofah on it's place and began to run my slippery and soapy hands all over her silky smooth body. " ummmm," she moaned and yelped when I grabbed on to her breasts from behind and being to give them a massage and squeezed on them. She threw her head back and placed it on my shoulder while I pinched on her nipples. I moaned under my breath and looked at her beautiful face.

" And from the embrace of his hands on my stomach, his two palms gradually rose until now it covers both my breasts. My mouth opened at the same time as I held my breath for a moment. "It's wrong..." It was difficult to tell him. "How is this wrong?" He answered immediately. "Go ahead -" But before I could finish what I was going to say - "Aaahh..." He said panting as he began to massage both of my breasts at the same time. I feel that my b oobs have shrunk and his hands have grown because he can almost touch my entire b oobs with what he is doing now. I leaned my back against his chest.