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"There are massage sheets and robes in that cabinet over there. Just wrap yourself in a sheet and lie face-down on the table. I'll be back in a few minutes." He left, closing the door behind him. Jems stood there for a moment, her heart pounding. This is fine. It's just a massage. People get massages all the time. It's totally normal. But the thought of Ethan's hands on her body made her feel anything but normal. She walked over to the cabinet and found the massage linens, soft, white sheets specifically designed to cover you during a massage while still allowing access to your back and shoulders. She changed out of her bikini, wrapping the sheet around herself carefully, it covered her from

My eyes shone with satisfaction. “Come here." I beckoned her. "I need to apply this on you.” I raised the sunscreen for her to see and saw her stand from the ground. Anna dropped to the beach chair, while I slowly stood to make my way to her. “Enjoying yourself, my lady?" I inquired, brushing her hair away from her face. “An erotic massage would do, masseuse." She grinned. My fingers trace patterns along her delicate arm, following the curve of her shoulder as I pull her closer. “Of course, Madame… that's why I'm here to serve you. Now relax.”

The masseuse worked on their backs as if nothing had happened, but the air in the room had completely changed. Lena kept stealing glances at Sienna whenever the masseuse wasn’t looking. Her heart would not slow down. She could still feel the softness of Sienna’s lips on hers. Her pussy felt warm and a little wet. She pressed her thighs together under the sheet, trying to calm herself, but it only made things worse. The rest of the massage felt endless. Every small movement made Lena more aware of her own body. When the masseuse finally left the room again to get more supplies, Sienna turned towards her right away.

CHAPTER 6 I laid my body down on top of the spa table, and it wasn’t long before a beautiful, ebony skinned woman came over and started rubbing on my body. She started with my arms, applying pressure into all of the right places as she worked her way down to my hands. As she massaged my hands, I couldn’t believe the sheer bliss that had filled my body.

“Once your partners are set, I’ll come around with a bottle of oil. This’ll be your last chance to ask questions before I shut off the lights, turn on the music and leave you to your own devices. “Once everyone is settled, I’ll be in the backroom for the duration of your massage experimentation time, so you’ll have no interruptions from me—or anyone else—within your private areas. Remember, there is no right or wrong way. Sensual massage is highly personal and having a good technique isn’t nearly as important as having fun and an open mind.” The table creaked and Libby swore. Quinn spoke through the curtained panel. “You ready?” “If you mean am I naked,” she said in a hushed tone, “then yes.

It wasn't her way. "That confirms you haven't learned a damn thing," I sighed. I returned my attention to my gurney buddy. In case there is any confusion, all oil body massages between gender appropriate couples involves oral, pelvic and nipple stimulation with fingers and the tongue. Honestly, I read it somewhere. In the final climb to orgasm, my medic coughed up her name, Layla, then she gushed all over my hand. Aisha was about to bust a blood vessel she was so screwed up inside.

Luna said with a smirk on her face. Gabrielle turned, looking at Luna, she said, "A male masseuse? That's not happening, as far as am concerned." Luna protested, "Come on, think about it. A man's hand is more firmer, and it'll be able to hit the right spot." "Not even a chance Luna, am I allowing a man to touch my body, let alone massage me? No friggin way," Gabrielle said firmly. "Alright, whatever you want. Whatever you want," Luna said, succumbing.

Alice entered the massage room, her senses immediately enveloped by the soothing ambiance. The space was dimly lit, with soft, golden light emanating from small sconces on the walls. The gentle sound of a waterfall played in the background, mingling with the faint aroma of essential oils—lavender, eucalyptus, and hints of citrus. The masseuse, a serene woman with a calming presence, greeted Alice with a warm smile. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Sanders. My name is Lila, and I’ll be your masseuse today. You’ve selected a full-body relaxation massage, correct?”

"Be rest assured, Luna Isabella; I am a mated female, and I have no interest in your mate. It is also against my work ethics to lust after a client, so you don't have to worry." I felt ashamed as she explained herself; it was something I couldn't control. Watching another female place her hands on what is mine always riles me up. "Someone is always possessive of me." Richard said through the mind link, and I rolled my eyes. "Drop it." I shivered as I felt the masseuse's cold hand on my body, rubbing the massage oil on me. I closed my eyes as she began to work out the kink in my shoulders, moaning as she hit a spot. Lord knows I was in need of this. I have been too stressed for the past few w

Mason then took the lube that was on the side table and it was now that I realized why he insisted we take a thorough bath even in that area. Was I always a bi? Or did the goddess change her mind along the way and give me two mates of the opposite sex? I wondered as I gathered that I enjoyed what Mason was doing to me as much as I was enjoying Tessa's part in it. Mason poured lube on his fingers and inserted a finger in my rose bud and I swear the sensation was out of this world. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure. I cried out. I don't know whether it was because of pain or pleasure.