Lesbian Surprise Massage Novels & Stories

over every fucking thing. That’s why I said yes when my friend Marisol texted me about this rooftop thing in Bushwick, it wasn’t some random bar night. It was one of those invite-only lesbian parties the girls in the know whisper about, the ones with the password at the door and the guest list that gets passed around in DMs. They call it “Siren” and it happens like twice a summer. Everyone’s hot, everyone’s queer, and nobody’s pretending they’re there to network.

She asked, showing us where to sit down. Isla smirked. “We’re getting the deluxe package, facial, massage, mani-pedi.” I laughed. “I don’t even know what half of that is, but yes.” Zayden and the warriors stayed just outside, arms crossed, eyes trained on us and I rolled my eyes but didn't say anything, knowing it was their job. We got into robes and the therapist came to show us how it worked. Isla nudged me. “You’re going to love this, Luna.”

They were smart to leave their bruises where she and Chloe couldn't see. "Yeah mom, I'll be fine, I just don't feel great. I'm going to go take a warm bath and lay down." I stated, my mom nodded and watched me turn my back and head slowly up the stairs. Once I made it to my room I dropped my bag. The first thing I did was run the bath water. As it was running I slowly got out of my clothes. I put some lavender oil in the bath to help with my pain. I stopped the water and slipped my bruised body into the bath tub. I submerged myself from the shoulders down. I let my body soak for a long time before deciding to get out. The lavender had helped some but not as much as I would have liked. Slippi

Maybe. 'Never mind, Teddy, let's go and get ready. There's always a few eager early birds and they'll be along sometime soon.’ *** Lala lay in the bath. She had brought her drink with her. She did not really wash, just lay there in the hot water. Hanging on the wall next to the shower head was a sponge shaped like an erect penis. Lala looked at it and lazily stroked her labia majora. Though she did masturbate on occasion, she always preferred the attention of a lover, much in the same way as she always preferred someone else to roll her spliffs and pour her drinks. If she had retained enough powers of self analysis through her descent into alcoholic oblivion, she may well have realised that

Russ replied. ***** A woman walked into the lobby and up to the desk. "Shirley Bassey, I have an appointment." Lan smiled. "Is this your first visit with us?" "Yes. When I called they said they could keep me completely anonymous?" "Yes, ma'am. Follow me so I can get you out of the lobby." Lan walked her directly to the massage room. "No cameras in here?" "No ma'am. It's completely private. You booked a one-hour full body massage?"

Before I could say anything else, they were both in my head mindlinking me. Your masseuse will be a woman, Little One. No man's hands will touch your body, understand? Actually, I don’t. You two are probably going to be at a strip club doing God knows what, but I can’t have a massage? Of course, you can have a massage, Angel. But with the amount of hormones flowing through you, you’re just a bit sensitive lately. So it’s best if your massage is done by a woman. What the hell are you guys talking about?

the moment she came in her clothes were quickly chunked away from her body before she could react. She was placed in a large hot tub almost the size of a small swimming pool, the water was warm and flower petals were floating about on the surface, it was not good as well. Lisa watched herself getting washed and cleaned by others and couldn't help thinking how strange her life had gotten so suddenly. everyone seemed to be in a hurry and she was the only one who was sluggish and was finding it hard to keep up. Lisa's Body was massaged with oil, her hair was soaked in perfume, her feet were scrubbed and her skin was whitened to a bright milky color. at the end of the day, she looked like a comp

She couldn't wait to soak her aching back in the hot water. Nahla walked right in, “Thank you Mar, this is amazing. “I did it for me too”, she laughed. The girls enjoyed some girl time as they soaked in the hot tub. Three masseuses came to get them after about an hour. The girls were only getting facials and pedicures. None of their mates wanted them to be touched by anyone, so Mariana promised that they wouldn't get massages, much to her dismay.

“You seem shocked.” I blinked. Closed my mouth. “I… no. I’m fine.” She stepped closer. “Don’t act stupid. Even if you are. Stop embarrassing yourself.” I smiled quick. “No problem. You’re all beautiful girls. I’m just wondering if there’s a lesbian-only strip club.” Angel chuckled. Deep. Throaty. “We do everything here. Down to orgies. Threesomes. We have a BDSM room in the basement. Chains. Whips. Private shows. Whatever pays.”

She was squirming and I had a feeling she was getting soaked just from the massage. I was about to move lower and start massaging her boobs when the flight attendant knocked on our door and I jumped away from her like I had committed a crime. I took time to compose myself and will my dick to calm down. Being around Luna was almost unbearable, because she was the sexiest woman I had ever seen.