Lesbian Massage Novels & Stories

Then two young oriental girls, probably no older than 25, come out and escort us to the massage room, give us instructions, then they leave. Lexi has done this before and immediately strips down to her gray panties. This being my first massage, I follow her lead and remove everything but my dark green thong. Then we both lay on the table, face down and cover our butts with a towel. Then Lexi pushers the buzzer that signals the masseuses to come back in. My masseuse, LiLu, dips her hands in warm oil and starts at the base of my skull and works down my neck and shoulders. Lexi's masseuse, GiGi is doing the same.

I said, placing in in her hand, "It's hard not to be aroused by what happens here. I assume it's part of the reason you wanted to watch. You're frustrated by your life without love. It's why we urge you to seek counseling, Shasta. We won't bother you. Feel free to do as you like. You're safe here, as odd as it sounds." I returned to Lisa and went into a loose sixty-nine with her; my belly in the way. Shasta applied the vibrator to her clit and soon her back was arching as she orgasmed. The rest of us were doing nicely too. Rhonda had cum multiple times. Lisa and I had climaxed a couple. Cindy was cumming as I watched. Master was still banging away, his balls slapping down. He looked like he

He felt that if he didn't agree, Larissa would probably burst into tears in front of him. He decided he wouldn't allow Larissa to follow him to his physiotherapy session again. Larissa must've been frightened. Larissa finally revealed a smile on her face. "Then we shall start with a massage!" She carefully rolled up Ambrose's pants and began vigorously rubbing her hands together to increase the heat on her palms. Then she put her hands on Ambrose's thighs.

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.

"Oh that's it, right there." Gabrielle might've been an amateur when it came to lesbian lovemaking, but she knew exactly what she liked someone to do to her. It was quickly turning out that Callista liked many of the same things. Keep it up, baby," Callista cried out as she held the back of Gabrielle's head, "We're almost there."

“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

Whispers and laughter enveloped me, setting the stage for a night filled with deep emotions and unfolding actions. "Alpha Aaron," one of the ladies purred, her fingers tracing a delicate path along my spine, "you deserve nothing but the finest treatment." As the massages reached a crescendo, warm water cascaded down, embracing me in a cocoon of liquid comfort. The room echoed with the soothing sounds of water meeting skin, a rhythm that danced in harmony with my heartbeat.

Leon whispered, his voice half-protesting, half-gasping, his hands trying to push Lidya's shoulders gently, but his body disobeyed, his hips rising slightly to meet her touch. Lidya chuckled softly, her laughter like a whisper of hot wind, "Shh... just relax, Leon. I promise you'll enjoy it. Look, your shaft is already ready thanks to my medicine." She started slowly, building tension like a fire being lit slowly. First, her hand held the base of Leon's shaft with light pressure, her long, supple fingers tracing its length from bottom to top, a steady but unhurried up-and-down motion, like a massage that turned erotic.

Isla moaned, her head falling back as she surrendered to his touch. "We're just beginning, my Luna," Liam whispered, his breath hot against her skin. He worked his way down her body, massaging the oil into her chest, paying special attention to her sensitive nipples. His thumbs circled the peaks, causing them to harden further, and Isla arched her back, offering herself to his touch. As he continued his sensual massage, Liam's hands glided over her flat stomach, dipping lower until they reached the waistband of her silk panties. He hooked his fingers under the lace and slowly slid them down her long legs, his eyes never leaving her face.

Piper added. “Oh, it is okay, I don’t mind waiting,” Nora says, but Luna Piper insists. All the omegas are women, and we all know it is for the best because of our mates won’t like smelling another male on us. The massage felt good, and it made me almost fall asleep before she was done. After we sat for thirty minutes with a face mask on, and mine smelled like moonflower, the scent Parker says I have. And she put some crème on my arms and hands, matching the scent of the face mask.