Massage Point Loma Novels & Stories

Mark could feel his heart rate accelerating as her tongue darted into his mouth, a quick swipe, before she sat back up. "Just wanted to do that," She whispered. Her hand drifted down over his stomach, and her smile broadened as she wrapped her fingers around his cock and gave it a gentle squeeze, then let it go. "Any time you like." "I'll remember that later," She told him, standing up. Jasmine reached for a towel and dried her hand off. "In a few minutes, Sarah, the masseuse, will be arriving. She's going to do her thing, but Shmi and I will be right next door."

Emily stepped into the hushed lobby of Serenity Spa in downtown Chicago, the cool air carrying hints of lavender and eucalyptus. At twenty-eight, she had booked this massage to unwind after a brutal week of client meetings. Her usual therapist, Maria, was supposed to handle the deep tissue session. But the receptionist frowned at the computer screen. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Harper. There's been a mix-up with the schedule. Maria had an emergency, but we have Jake available. He's one of our top therapists. Fully certified, excellent reviews."

After the call dropped, Ivy Haddock hugged her phone tightly and look out the window before saying, “I'm sorry baby but I have to do this!” ********** In a large spacious and luxurious spa, Maya Quentin and her best friend, Tiffany Garret lay down on the message board with their faces covered with facial masks as the therapist massages their body. The therapist applied a little bit of oil to her hands and knead Maya's back slowly and gently. She continued the same process for a while and then move to her legs. After a while, she and her assistant were through with the both of them. However, the two young women continue to lay back on the bed with their eyes closed. Savoring the relaxing feel

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.

Liam said softly, "you have some congested lumps here. If we don't treat this properly, you'll be very prone to breast diseases in the future." "I see… Please… keep going," I managed to choke out. I heard the small massage table creak under the weight of his movements. And yet, the sensation of being so meticulously massaged left me addicted. Suddenly, his hands pulled away. I snapped my eyes open and looked at him with a dazed, confused expression. "What's wrong?" Only then did I realize my voice was trembling. "I just need more cream," Liam said, scooping out another dollop of the white cream. "I'll be working on your thighs now. Please recline slightly on the pillow."

Lucas poured liquid soap onto his palm and began gently massaging Luna's back, using slow and tender movements that occasionally turned into kneading, until the massage reached the back of Luna's neck. Lucas continued to gently massage Luna's neck and the back of her ear, causing Luna to close her eyes and tilt her head, enjoying her husband's comfortable touch. After that, Lucas poured rose-scented soap onto his palm and this time he extended his hand past Luna's waist, caressing the front of Luna's body while embracing her from behind. Lucas began to spread the soapy bubbles, the scent of which had now permeated the entire bathroom, moving over her smooth shoulders and then down to Luna's

He gently poured a right amount, and lubricated his two fingers. "This will help, but tell me if it stings." Said Luca with a calming smile before repeating the massage. He started slowly inserting his index finger on the tight muscle ring that already began to twitched. When he noticed that Blake is tensed, he used his other hand to caress his inner thigh before leaning down to kiss his lips. He started thrusting his finger in and out, as he continued kissing him, hoping to avert his attention from pain.

She replies that she's fine and especially likes the pillow under her tummy, which keeps her lower back comfortable. Justin starts his massage with his mother's back, lowering the sheet to her hips. He applies some oil to his hands and gently spreads it over Marsha's back and begins to massage her. Working from her lumbar spine up to her neck and over her shoulders, his hands move slowly, gentle but firm hands move across her skin, working her tired muscles. Marsha's breath leaves her with a whoosh as her tension leaves her. She's enjoying this fully.

His fingers worked with surprising knowledge, finding exactly the right pressure points to ease the spasm. The moonlight filtering through the windows illuminated his concentrated expression. For a moment, I was transported back to happier times, when his touch had been a comfort rather than an intrusion. "Better?" he asked softly, his amber eyes meeting mine. I nodded reluctantly, the pain already subsiding under his ministrations. "You need more calcium and magnesium in your diet," he said, continuing the massage. "I've been reading that pregnant she-wolves often experience these cramps during the third month."

“Ah!” The sudden jolt of intense, aching relief made Adora cry out. She whipped around and snapped, “Louis Walker, what the hell are you doing? Are you seriously trying something right now?” “So dramatic.” Louis remained perfectly calm, giving her a side glance. “That’s a pressure point near your hip. It helps relieve lower back tension. You’re the one with the dirty mind.” Adora was left speechless. Louis continued the massage, his knuckles pressing methodically and precisely into each point, cool and firm, his demeanor focused and professional, clearly not driven by anything improper.