Massage Novels & Stories

Unable to hold myself up on my arms made of Jell-o, I fell to the mattress and dragged in deep breaths as I tried not to hyperventilate. Minus removed his finger, gripping my hips so he could grind into me slowly until I felt his cock pulse between my walls, and he kept our connection as he rolled us onto our sides in spoon fashion. “God damn, baby, that was amazing.” I nodded, still trying to catch my breath. “I approve of Minus. Maybe Jase just needs to retire.” He chuckled, kissing my shoulder. “That can be arranged.”

"I can if you help me. I see you're strong. If I distract them then you can-" "Stop." Beef interrupted. She stood up and shakily walked over to Hope and I, stepping on the others that stood in her way. A few hissed out in pain as she trampled them but none protested against this intimidating female. She leaned down and pulled at Hope's torn shirt and pulled her close till their noses nearly touched. "If you don't shut your mouth right now-"

"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.

As he stopped right in front of me he pulled his right hand out of his pocket and slowly moved it towards the left side of my face. I instantly froze as I watched his hand approach my face. He grabbed a small strand of hair and lightly tucked it behind my ear as he allowed his fingers to caress the side of my face. As I felt him touch me ever so softly I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation. The feel of his touch sent shivers down my spine making me feel tingly inside. I opened my eyes and saw his blue-green eyes staring back at me. Due to his height I had to look up at him.

I removed my hand as she stopped and turned to her. My hand was on her arm. " Hey, you are looking good this morning." She blushed, avoiding my eyes at first. " You are cute." I smiled. I hear that often. " Thank you. You made me lit up so I thought we might have a selfie together." She could not resist. " Sure." I took out my phone and putting my arm around her, took selfies. She could not look directly at the camera and I had to give her a confidence tap to make her. " Want it too?"

I called out to him, "But Thomas…" He waved me off. "Why are you so nervous? It's alright. The therapy will still take a while." Before I could say anything else, Thomas walked out immediately. He seemed to have no qualms about me currently lying next to another man. My body was covered in sweat when Charlie stopped to take something. Flushed crimson, I lay on my back and fanned myself gently to cool down. We were alone in the room, and the air was thick with tension. My heart raced as he stood next to me and spoke in a hoarse voice. "I'll start the lactation massage next. It might hurt, so you can cry out if you need to."

The crowd was gathered around the bed, leaned in and mesmerized by the intensity. Quill reached, his hand skimming against Hawk’s chest. The contact dragged the fabric tight, creating shadows that rippled with the music and their movements. Hawk’s hand mirrored the motion, moving across Quill’s body as their outlines shifted closer together. The sheet clung to their bodies, every ripple and fold revealing the interplay of their connection.

"Oh umm..." She moaned softly. The voice so needy and foreign to her own ears as she bit her lower lip to suppress her mewls. She was on his shoulder as he walked all the way to his penthouse. Her body is still completely wet as water drops dripped down from her wet locks. He was massaging her rear, grabbing and then squeezing it. She stifled a loud gasp when his large veiny hand came roughly down on her plump ass making her jolt.

I could feel the back of his hand brush my thighs as he yanked down his zipper, his other arm around my waist, supporting me I could feel him stroke himself a few times before pressing into me, against my dripping opening. I gasped when he sank into me, stretching me, claiming me. My gasp turned into a loud moan as I relished the slight pain mixed in with the immense pleasure that coursed through me. I arched my back, taking him deeper and deeper until he bottomed out in me. His low vicious curse had goosebumps breaking out over my skin “You’re still so fucking tight, so tight” he grinned against my lips, nipping my bottom lip playfully “I love it”

I do so. “Yes!” He answers her while laying a towel over my butt. Then lays down on his table. Manny P.O.V Entering the room first, the female sees me before I lay down and gasps, “Jesus!” She's wide-eyed and blushing hard. Ythat’s right! All 13 inches is real and it's all me! I smirk. The female is Keya’s masseuse and the male is mine. I don’t want any man touching what’s Mine! I order us a deluxe package. Which included an exfoliating face, hand and foot scrub, hot stone treatment and deep tissue massage. After some time I ask her,