Massage Stories Novels & Stories

"When was the last time you had a good massage?" What I felt went way beyond needing a massage. The weight of the world was crushing my spirit, and I didn’t know how to explain the tangled mess inside my head. Nothing seemed to be going right. "Regina, have you seen the news lately?" I asked, ignoring her own question. Regina started kneading my shoulders like dough. "You mean the news about us? Yeah, I see it every day. It's wild." She chuckled. "People are obsessed with the idea of us being together. It's kind of cute, don't you think?"

"Your tongue is a gift from the gods. Only those trained in the Tantric and Kama Sutra have been able to make me feel as you have. I hope that you enjoyed the massage." "It was like no other," Zach had to admit. "My body feels very light right now." "Then we were successful," Mahana said, smiling. "It only gets better each time as your body learns how to accept the massage," she explained. "God, that was the best massage that I've ever had," Krista sighed on the chaise lounge next to him. "Would you like something to drink?" Mahana asked. "Sunset will begin in a few minutes."