Lesbian Massages Novels & Stories

I agreed with her, even though this is my first ‘girls time’. Once we were done with our facials, we proceeded to get our body massages. “Travis would flip should he find out that a guy would be massaging me this afternoon.” Kayla breathed out a gleeful laugh and my eyes widened in shock. “A guy is massaging us?” I asked, head lifted as I spoke. We’re currently lying on two massage tables, positioned side by side, with towels laid over our naked backs, leaving us completely bare underneath it. “Yes, duh! But, it’s not a biggie at all, this is their job. They’re professionals and have seen over one million female bodies.” She explained, and that made me feel a little better, but still feeling

The scent kd herbs in this area was stronger and helped me relax more. "You ladies can go change in the inner roo while I prepare for your massage. Lyla, I'll have one of the girls get ready for you, I need to take on Lola myself", she told us as she gave us a white fluffy bathrobe each. The bathrobe felt so comfortable and soft, I could wear something like that for the rest of my life. I got out and met Lyla already laid on the massage table while another pretty girl massaged her body.

When Amber could pull enough air into her lungs, she gave her concubine an order he couldn’t refuse. “Massage me from deep inside,” she commanded. “As you wish my queen.” Leo pulled his already taut penis free of his slacks and pushed himself deeply inside her. He even made circular motions with his hips, determined to rub his cock over every inch of her snatch walls. In and out, side to side, he continued his inner deep massage of her with a fun muscle of his own. Amber came again quickly with little resistance. She hadn’t stood much of a chance really with the way the chef was inserting himself in and out, around and around, her.

"Don't try anything funny, okay? Some of the girls are still underage." She nodded vigorously with a wide smile. To our surprise, no one stopped us. I guess it was because they saw my VIP pass, or that they probably thought Karmen was one of the models. Elise was quite a familiar face that everyone just smiled at her as they passed by. Everything went smoothly. We got into the dressing room again. Girls walked around the place in their sexy underwear. "Oh my ovaries," Karmen breathed as she looked at them. "This is how lesbians get pregnant."

Lucienne's Point of View I’ve never been one for overly feminine activities like spas or beauty treatments. Give me a good training session or a strategy meeting any day. But this? This, I could get used to. Each of us were assigned a masseuse. I’d never had a massage like this before, but with each expert press and glide of her hands, she eased the tension I hadn’t even realised I was holding, helping me forget—for just a little while—the pressure of the upcoming ceremony.

"No, I need you to watch me work on you so you can reciprocate appropriately whenever we are at this again." I began my massage, kneading and flexing her body first. I poured out the oil on her and proceeded to her boobs. I had always longed to touch something bigger. It was the biggest I ever came across. Lesbians often had little breasts, that was what I noticed about them though I was different. Touching my sister already started having an effect on her body. Her formerly underdeveloped breast are becoming wonderful by the day and I knew I wouldn't resist her. I bent down and flicked my tongue over her nipples while my other hand roamed the regions around her pussy.

Killing the Alpha during his mating ceremony. ********** Lisa had never been to a spa, but she assumed that this is what it would feel like. She was soaking in a tub full of rose petals and fragrant oils. Several omegas fussed around her. It was bliss. After several minutes she reluctantly hots out of the tub and dried off. One of the omegas helped her into her robe, and then they started working on her hair. “Feeling better, Madam Luna? You seem relaxed immediately.” Katie, one of the betas asked as she brushed the tangles. Lisa could feel them tugging and pulling the crimson strands.