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Good Massage
By
Max Dupree'
My friend Helen and I were sitting around watching TV one afternoon. I'd had a major crush on her for months, but I had always assumed that those feelings were not mutual. She kept rubbing her neck and shoulder as if she was hurting, normally I would have instantly offered her a massage... but I was a little uncomfortable doing so because of my feelings for her. As it became more and more obvious that she was really uncomfortable because of her neck, I couldn't watch her in pain.
"H, I give a really good massage, would you like me to rub your neck and shoulders?"
"Wow, really? That would be great!!"
I sat at the end of the couch, with one leg up next to the back of the couch and the other foot on the floor, and patted the couch between my legs. She gave me an interesting look that I couldn't decipher in the moment, but quickly obliged. I started with the tops of her shoulders and used my personal technique where I act as if I'm playing piano on my subject's muscles. "Oh god, that feels so good... I give you about three hours to stop that". We both just laughed, and I grinned like an idiot. After focusing on each spot of tension and running my hands up and down her spine several times, I just let my fingers play on her flesh. It felt so good to finally be touching her, and I was enjoying myself immensely. The moans of pleasure told me that she was enjoying it at least as much as I was. After I'd worked her back over pretty well, I moved up to her neck. I swear I felt an electrical charge when my hands touched her bare neck. I let out an audible gasp, "What's wrong?" she inquired. "Oh nothing" I dismissed as quickly as I could without being too obvious (or at least so I thought). I saw her grinning, but didn't realize why at the time. My ability to be oblivious never ceases to amaze me. I worked the muscles in her neck and the sounds she was making as I did so were having a serious effect on me!
I acted without thinking and took a big risk, having her then lean back against me so that I could reach the front of her shoulders and her upper arms. The heat of her body pressed against mine made my head spin. I massaged the tops of her shoulders and down the muscles right in front of her shoulders toward her collarbone. I was very careful not to let my fingers stray anywhere they didn't belong, but it was getting more and more difficult to control them. I couldn't resist and began moving my hands down onto her pecs as she began to moan and she was no longer able to hold her body still. As she writhed I looked down into her eyes and saw that the massage was having the same effect on her as it was on me. I knew it was time to kick this up a notch or two. The next pass I made down her pecs, I allowed my fingers to stray onto her breasts, but still made certain to stay clear of her nipples. She looked up and our eyes met, I could see the desire in her eyes as I let my hands slowly move over her breasts until her nipples rested in my palms. "Mmmm, oh yeah" that was all she said, that was all she needed to say. I took the hem of her shirt and asked her permission with my eyes. She nodded and smiled sheepishly as I raised her shirt over her head and put it on the back of the couch. I turned my body to the side, letting her back rest on my arm and the arm of the couch, so my other hand could explore her chest and abdomen. I ran my fingers across the rippling muscles of her abdomen and it was my turn to moan contentedly. I traced the lines of her bra with my fingertip, and then surprised her when I traced them again with the tip of my tongue. Her moans were only serving to encourage me further. I took the strap of her bra in my lips and pulled it down until it released it's captive, the nipple of which I took in my mouth as she gasped out loud. I flicked my tongue back and forth across her nipple as she began to shake. I kissed my way up from her nipple to her collarbone, to her neck, to her chin, and finally tasted those gorgeous lips that had been the objects of my desire for months.
Her lips were just as kissable as I'd always known they would be. Her tongue found it's way into my mouth and I knew she was no longer just an innocent bystander in this seduction, she was participating fully. Suddenly I felt her hands exploring my body, they ran through my hair and over my shoulders and down my arms, and then they were on my breasts with my nipples resting in her palms. I just closed my eyes and lost myself in the moment, a moment that felt like no other moment in my life had ever felt. A moment filled with more pleasure than I had ever known existed. A moment in which we were the only two people on Earth. In that moment, I began kissing my way down her body. From her lips down her neck, down the centerline of her body. I stopped to kiss every millimeter of those washboard abs, and then continued my journey south.
As I reached the waist of her pants, I undid the button fly with my teeth and then pulled the jeans down her legs and placed them with her shirt on the back of the couch. She stood up and taking my hand, pulled me up with her. Her lips met mine in a deep, sensual kiss that built in passion until I was almost gasping for air. I ran my hand down those well-defined abs, right past the waist band of her panties, and cupped her mound in my hand. Her mouth opened wide and I kissed her even more passionately. I sought out the wetness that was my greatest desire in that moment. I shuddered and gasped with delight as I found my finger drenched in her arousal.
She looked at me in a way that told me I was way over dressed, and grabbed my shirt with both of her hands, pulling it up over my head and tossing it on the chair next to her. My pants followed suit quickly. Since I wear no undergarments, I was suddenly in the lead regarding disrobing. I dropped to my knees in front of her and took the waistband of her panties in my teeth and pulled them down, grazing my nose and upper lip through her hair and getting my first whiff of the intoxicating scent of her arousal. I gently guided her back to a sitting position on the couch, with me still kneeling on the floor between her legs. She leaned forward and kissed me, again making my head swim with desire. She ran her tongue over my lips and then ever so gently bit my lower lip. I began to shudder and almost reached orgasm right then, but managed to hold out for better things to come.
I moved forward until she was sitting straight up again, and then began my descent down her body with my lips again. This time, however, there were no more clothes to get in my way. I kissed my way down her neck and down her cleavage, stopping for a quick suck on each nipple, and then continued down her rock hard abs to her navel. I ran my tongue around her navel and then down to her hairline. Her legs were open, with me kneeling between them and the scent of her arousal was intoxicating. I kissed my way from her hairline down to her nether lips and gently kissed them. I used my tongue to separate her lips and as the tip touched her clit she gasped and shuddered. I sucked her clit into my mouth as her body was wracked by the first of many orgasms we would each experience that night.