Golden Finger Massage Novels & Stories

Or maybe he had more to hide than I did. I handed the bottle back to him without meeting his eyes, but the Goddess had other plans for us. My fingers brushed his as he collected the bottle, and I felt a spark of desire move through my body from that single point of contact. Right there and then, I wanted nothing more than to turn around on the horse and mark him as my mate.

“I want to make sure you’re alright.” Mrs. Nirmala chuckled softly. “Don’t worry, Madam. Many husbands accompany their wives. It actually helps the patient relax.” Liora lowered her gaze, embarrassed but smiling. The massage began. Mrs. Nirmala’s fingers moved slowly along Liora’s calves, pressing certain points gently. Warmth spread, and the stiff muscles gradually loosened. “Ah, that feels so good,” Liora whispered. Xavier leaned forward slightly. “It doesn’t hurt?”

Next, she moved to the body massage and treatment section, where she was directed to a heated massage table, where she was asked to lay down carefully and steam in the heat for a few minutes. The masseuse in the room began working on her muscles, while using long, tender palm strokes to ease the tension that was straddled in Skylar's bones, using warm, luxurious scented oils - the combination of sandalwood and frankincense oil: to straighten every nerve in her back, as she felt herself sinking deeper into a state of elation and a realm of exhilaration she had never felt before. After the massage, Skylar was taken to the pedicure and manicure section where she was made to sit on a luxurious c

His thumbs moved back upwards and slid across her butthole, pausing to rub gently in a circle briefly before Camille stopped them. "Looking good guys. Kelly, let's get you on your back now for your frontal massage. Luc, proceed in the same fashion." He helped her turn over and then began to work her shoulders. Again, she briefly felt his now fully erect, prick bounce briefly into her head. She smiled as his hands rubbed down her arms and then across to her stomach to slowly rub upwards across her breasts. He was thankfully gentle with her nipple rings, and his fingers gently tweaked and pulled at her nipples. Rubbing and prodding, his hands eventually worked downwards to her thighs, calves a

He raised his head to look at them. Patty could see where Goldman got his bluntness from or did Mrs. Goldman have too much to drink? How much gin was in that glass? “Remember, when giving head, you have to use plenty of salvia. Oh, try getting some baby oil and rub it between those big honkers of yours. Then you take his thing and put it between your breasts and smash them together like a sandwich. You’re supposed to maneuver like you’re doing the act itself. He’ll love that. His daddy does,” Mrs. Goldman said like she was giving tips on how to glaze a ham.

I slipped my feet from my loafers and swung them to Ryan, sitting them on him then stretched. Honestly, I was testing limits. This was the best time. I waited for a sigh, a complaint, anything, but none came. His phone rang and he picked it up. I lowered the volume for him. His free hand fell on my feet and I froze. Then he began giving me a massage while talking. I could not hide the smile. My eyes kept catching my ring which I had layered with more gold bands that had similar colored diamonds on them. The stack was so gorgeous, sure I was wearing millions on just one finger.

But once again, they were completely disappointed and defeated by my reaction — or rather, my total lack of reaction. I looked calmly at the sparkling stones resting around her neck, acknowledging them briefly, and then slowly shifted my gaze straight into her eyes with absolute calmness and coldness. "It suits you perfectly, Miss Rios," I answered her softly, calmly, and completely expressionless, nodding my head slightly as if I was genuinely complimenting her appearance. "Green is definitely your color, and the design is quite classic and beautiful indeed. I am glad Lucas finally found someone who appreciates and wears it better than I ever could."

"All done, Stefan. Lie down on the bed." She set the basin aside and came over to start massaging my back. Just like last time, her hands began at my neck, rubbing gently before sliding down to my back. She pressed firmly, then kneaded my muscles. I instantly sank into a deep sense of comfort. Massages really felt amazing. Sometimes, it was even better than sex. No wonder so many men came for it. Hannah tapped my back lightly. "Turn over. I'll work on the front." I rolled onto my back. At some point, my body had already started reacting again.

He did as she said, and she continued to instruct him to go till his hands were resting on her butt. He poured some oil on her butt, some dropped down to her pussy, causing her to smile. The masseur began to massage her butt till his fingers moved down her pussy. She shivered when a finger slipped in slightly to massage her there. “Hmmm,” she hummed with her eyes closed, a smile on her beautiful face. “More” she moaned when she felt the man was about to take his fingers out of her. “That would be extra pay, ma'am” the masseur replied. His fingers were still inside her, but they had stopped moving, her wall clenched to it like her life depended on it. When she felt his fingers pulling out of

I kneel on the end of the bed, gently rubbing my hands along her back, ass and legs. “Are you certain this is what you want? What you need?” “Yes. Please be gentle.” “Always my love. Never anything else.” I run my hands gently down her thighs before using gentle pressure to widen them. I run my palm gently against her mound before using my middle finger to rub ginger circles around her clit. I bring my hand back towards her rear using my fingers to gently expose her entrance. “Stay still, my love. Let me do the work. Rushing this will make the pain worse.”