The Naughty Masseuse
Wayne takes Steph into his basement and shows her a massage table he recently found. He asks her if she wants to test it out, but it seems like an elaborate excuse to get her naked and touch her.
Warning! This 3000+ word short story features graphic and explicit descriptions of cunnilingus and anal sex. It's intended only for mature and adult readers.
Excerpt:
“Well, I supposed this is a journey you’re taking me on, so sure, why not.” I partly guessed, though, that he had something more in mind than just giving me a simple back rub. Of course, on a box not far away, he had two bottles. One looked like normal massage oil, but the other looked like the lube we used a little more often. So, yeah, he had something more in mind.
“All right, then.” He walked behind me and put his arms around my waist.
“Let’s get started, then.” First he had me raise my arms, and he lifted my sweater off of me. Then, slowly, he unbuttoned my blouse. He had my black bra off easily and without a problem, undoing the clasps on the back straps. Wayne slid down my gray skirt and my panties, leaving me in only my sneakers and a pair of argyle knee socks. Sweeping me off my feet, he laid me out on the massage table, making sure my hair was splayed around my head. The last things to go were my footwear. He unlaced my sneakers and pulled them off, and then slipped the socks off my feet. Finally, I was completely nude and flat on my back.
My forehead received his first bits of attention. Wayne rubbed some oil onto his hands and fingers, and it stunk. Then again, it was massage oil, and the smell consisted mostly of eucalyptus – completely in the character of the moment. So, I didn’t mind. He rubbed slow, deliberate circles along my brow, my temples, and my cheek bones. The amount of tension locked up in my face surprised me, and the warm comfort that settled into me had me not caring. It didn’t matter where Wayne wanted to take this; if it all would feel this good, I figured I should just count myself a lucky gal.
Wayne spent a good bit of time rubbing the tension out of my face, but he eventually transitioned away.
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Warning! This 3000+ word short story features graphic and explicit descriptions of cunnilingus and anal sex. It's intended only for mature and adult readers.
Excerpt:
“Well, I supposed this is a journey you’re taking me on, so sure, why not.” I partly guessed, though, that he had something more in mind than just giving me a simple back rub. Of course, on a box not far away, he had two bottles. One looked like normal massage oil, but the other looked like the lube we used a little more often. So, yeah, he had something more in mind.
“All right, then.” He walked behind me and put his arms around my waist.
“Let’s get started, then.” First he had me raise my arms, and he lifted my sweater off of me. Then, slowly, he unbuttoned my blouse. He had my black bra off easily and without a problem, undoing the clasps on the back straps. Wayne slid down my gray skirt and my panties, leaving me in only my sneakers and a pair of argyle knee socks. Sweeping me off my feet, he laid me out on the massage table, making sure my hair was splayed around my head. The last things to go were my footwear. He unlaced my sneakers and pulled them off, and then slipped the socks off my feet. Finally, I was completely nude and flat on my back.
My forehead received his first bits of attention. Wayne rubbed some oil onto his hands and fingers, and it stunk. Then again, it was massage oil, and the smell consisted mostly of eucalyptus – completely in the character of the moment. So, I didn’t mind. He rubbed slow, deliberate circles along my brow, my temples, and my cheek bones. The amount of tension locked up in my face surprised me, and the warm comfort that settled into me had me not caring. It didn’t matter where Wayne wanted to take this; if it all would feel this good, I figured I should just count myself a lucky gal.
Wayne spent a good bit of time rubbing the tension out of my face, but he eventually transitioned away.
The Naughty Masseuse
Wayne takes Steph into his basement and shows her a massage table he recently found. He asks her if she wants to test it out, but it seems like an elaborate excuse to get her naked and touch her.
Warning! This 3000+ word short story features graphic and explicit descriptions of cunnilingus and anal sex. It's intended only for mature and adult readers.
Excerpt:
“Well, I supposed this is a journey you’re taking me on, so sure, why not.” I partly guessed, though, that he had something more in mind than just giving me a simple back rub. Of course, on a box not far away, he had two bottles. One looked like normal massage oil, but the other looked like the lube we used a little more often. So, yeah, he had something more in mind.
“All right, then.” He walked behind me and put his arms around my waist.
“Let’s get started, then.” First he had me raise my arms, and he lifted my sweater off of me. Then, slowly, he unbuttoned my blouse. He had my black bra off easily and without a problem, undoing the clasps on the back straps. Wayne slid down my gray skirt and my panties, leaving me in only my sneakers and a pair of argyle knee socks. Sweeping me off my feet, he laid me out on the massage table, making sure my hair was splayed around my head. The last things to go were my footwear. He unlaced my sneakers and pulled them off, and then slipped the socks off my feet. Finally, I was completely nude and flat on my back.
My forehead received his first bits of attention. Wayne rubbed some oil onto his hands and fingers, and it stunk. Then again, it was massage oil, and the smell consisted mostly of eucalyptus – completely in the character of the moment. So, I didn’t mind. He rubbed slow, deliberate circles along my brow, my temples, and my cheek bones. The amount of tension locked up in my face surprised me, and the warm comfort that settled into me had me not caring. It didn’t matter where Wayne wanted to take this; if it all would feel this good, I figured I should just count myself a lucky gal.
Wayne spent a good bit of time rubbing the tension out of my face, but he eventually transitioned away.
Warning! This 3000+ word short story features graphic and explicit descriptions of cunnilingus and anal sex. It's intended only for mature and adult readers.
Excerpt:
“Well, I supposed this is a journey you’re taking me on, so sure, why not.” I partly guessed, though, that he had something more in mind than just giving me a simple back rub. Of course, on a box not far away, he had two bottles. One looked like normal massage oil, but the other looked like the lube we used a little more often. So, yeah, he had something more in mind.
“All right, then.” He walked behind me and put his arms around my waist.
“Let’s get started, then.” First he had me raise my arms, and he lifted my sweater off of me. Then, slowly, he unbuttoned my blouse. He had my black bra off easily and without a problem, undoing the clasps on the back straps. Wayne slid down my gray skirt and my panties, leaving me in only my sneakers and a pair of argyle knee socks. Sweeping me off my feet, he laid me out on the massage table, making sure my hair was splayed around my head. The last things to go were my footwear. He unlaced my sneakers and pulled them off, and then slipped the socks off my feet. Finally, I was completely nude and flat on my back.
My forehead received his first bits of attention. Wayne rubbed some oil onto his hands and fingers, and it stunk. Then again, it was massage oil, and the smell consisted mostly of eucalyptus – completely in the character of the moment. So, I didn’t mind. He rubbed slow, deliberate circles along my brow, my temples, and my cheek bones. The amount of tension locked up in my face surprised me, and the warm comfort that settled into me had me not caring. It didn’t matter where Wayne wanted to take this; if it all would feel this good, I figured I should just count myself a lucky gal.
Wayne spent a good bit of time rubbing the tension out of my face, but he eventually transitioned away.
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| BN ID: | 2940014705516 |
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| Publisher: | SmutHouse |
| Publication date: | 06/17/2012 |
| Series: | My Freaky Boyfriend , #11 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 34 KB |
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