The Second Oil Massage
I gulped as her pants slid down, revealing her pale, firm buttocks. The shape and size were perfect. So beautiful. Even the plain black panties I’d bought her looked like high-end lingerie on Adele. She twisted her hips this way and that to help me pull them off, even lifting her knees slightly. The sight of her ass swaying side to side made my cock harden instantly, straining against my underwear and demanding to be freed.
“Hnnngh...” Adele let out a low, drawn-out moan, clearly mortified by the situation. Hearing that voice snapped me back to my senses. I tossed her pants under the bed and picked up the oil.
“Alright, let’s begin.”
“Yesss...”
The moment she answered, I dripped oil onto the middle of her thighs. Her legs spread even wider. Was she already feeling it from just this, or was she making it easier for me to touch her? Either way, the sight of Adele right now was incredibly seductive. With both hands tucked under the pillow and clutching it tightly, her face buried in the center, I wanted nothing more than to yank her panties aside and thrust straight into the valley between those cheeks. I wanted to pour malice into her, too. But I had the distinct feeling she’d purify it immediately. I was also terrified my true identity would be exposed if I tried.
Focus. This wasn’t the time for idle thoughts. I had to do my best to satisfy my Adele. I needed to create opportunities for even lewder acts in the future. So today, it would be best to bring her to climax while she was still fully conscious, giving her an unforgettable memory.
I placed my hands on both of her thighs and began spreading the spilled oil across her entire legs—from the underside of her buttocks, down her thighs, calves, Achilles tendons, and finally to her toes.
“Nngh...♡”
After finishing while listening to Adele’s moans, I paused to admire her legs. The way the oil added a glossy sheen to her pale skin was mesmerizing. Swallowing dryly, I rested my hands on her buttocks and, pretending to apply more oil, slipped my fingers under her panties.
“Hngh...!”
Adele reacted visibly, but she made no move to stop me. I’ll touch over the panties for now and try going inside later. With that decision made, I moved closer to her crotch, knelt on one knee, lifted her right leg, and wrapped both arms around it. Then I massaged her leg from top to bottom using my entire hands—tapping her toes and soles with my fingers, tracing circles around her ankle, pressing firmly down her calf with my knuckles, and when I reached her thigh, I spread my palm to brush the underside of her butt before raising my middle finger to lightly touch the soft outer lips nestled between her legs.
“Hyah...!”
Adele’s hips twitched upward before settling back down. The way her whole body trembled told me she was quite aroused. I switched positions and massaged her left leg the same way, pressing a little harder on her groin this time.
“Huaaah...”
Her hips rose even higher than before. Seizing the moment, I pressed my index, middle, and ring fingers together against one side of her Y-zone and slowly lifted, using them like a lever.
“Hnnngh...♡ Nooo...”
Adele mumbled with a slurred tongue. After lowering her leg, I quietly lifted her T-shirt and asked, “Are you alright?”
“Yesss... Feels gooood...♡”
“Should we stop?”
“No...”
“Didn’t you just say it wasn’t okay?”
“I-I said it is okay...”
“Understood. Now turn over and lie on your back, looking up at the ceiling.”
“Hngh...!”
Adele let out a cute moan as she rolled over, only to suddenly freeze in shock upon realizing she wasn’t wearing pants. I grabbed her hand as she frantically searched for the blanket, climbed onto the bed beside her, offered my arm as a pillow, and spoke in a gentle voice.
“I’m starting now.”
I dripped oil onto her waist and began spreading it across her entire abdomen. Starting from her lower belly and sliding my hand up under her T-shirt toward her navel, Adele’s body trembled like a leaf. Yet she didn’t try to cover herself like before—because my gaze was fixed on her face rather than her lower body. She felt safe knowing I wasn’t looking at her embarrassing parts. But when I began slipping my hand under the side of her panties while massaging her stomach, she bit her lip hard and tried to close her legs. I gently scratched her protruding hip bone in an I-shape, making her relax.
“Nngh...!”
Adele was desperately holding back her moans. Even in the darkness, I could see her face flushed crimson, ready to burst. Bringing my lips to her ear, I whispered, “Does it feel good?”
“N-no chatting... allowed... I’ll discipline you... I’m going to discipline you...♡”
“It’s a perfectly normal question to ask during a massage.”
“Shut up...! I said shut up...!”
“Shall I continue quietly?”
Adele nodded frantically. After blowing a long, shallow breath into her ear, I slowly moved my hand toward her Y-zone. The moment my pinky brushed the side of her plump mound, Adele’s mouth parted slightly and the tip of her tongue peeked out.
“Hoo... Heek...♡”
She looked like a puppy trying to cool off, and I couldn’t help but smile. Her body twitched again and again. Every time I moved my fingers one by one, as if a spider were crawling upward, and played with her folds, Adele convulsed. Her head had long since rolled back behind the pillow, the strands of hair dangling precariously over the edge of the bed looking dangerously close to falling.
Figuring I’d given enough warning, I curled the first joint of my middle finger and slipped it slightly inside her. Schlick...
“Huat!?”
Startled by the unfamiliar, blunt intrusion, Adele’s body jerked violently. Her inner lips were hot and slick, almost wrinkle-free and smooth. Just touching them, I could tell they were perfectly shaped. As I circled my middle finger clockwise, brushing and stroking her folds, Adele grabbed my forearm tightly and asked, “Hnnngh... What is this...? What’s... going inside...? It’s moving...”
“I thought chatting was forbidden.”
“Chatting is allowed now...! Answer me...! Answer meee...♡”
I merely smiled meaningfully and continued caressing her insides without a word. Before long, a warm liquid began to seep from Adele’s entrance, wetting my middle finger.
“It feels... strange... Huaah...! Something’s... coming out...!”
Adele’s hips slowly lifted. Proof that she was approaching climax. I withdrew my hand from her folds and gave her plump lips a couple of light taps.
Tap. Tap.
“Huaaah...♡ Jihyeok...!”
“The oil that seeped inside is coming out. Shall I remove it?”
“H-how...? How do you remove it...?”
She actually believed that ridiculous excuse? How adorable...
“Just leave it to me. Now, let’s begin.”
Tap. When I pressed my three middle fingers against her mound, Adele’s lower abdomen tensed and hardened.
“Hnnngh...!”
“You’re doing well. One more time.”
Tap.
“Hiiik...! Hnnngh...! Stop...”
“There, there...”
Tap. Tap.
“Stop...! Stop stop stop...! Jihyeok...! Don’t do thiiis...♡”
“All done.”
Tap. Tap. Tap.
“Huaaah...!”
Just as Adele was on the verge of climaxing, I lowered my hand to cup her entire mound. Then, pressing down firmly as if milking her, I whispered, “Now, relax your entire body.”
“Hnnngh...♡”
With a drawn-out moan, Adele pressed her lower body flat against the bed. A large amount of love juice leaked from her entrance, soaking my entire hand as if she’d wet herself. I waited silently until everything had come out, then helped the dazed Adele sit up and lean against the headboard. I pressed and released her mound repeatedly, just like before.
“Hngh...! Hah...!”
Each time, Adele let out intermittent moans and shrugged her shoulders. After pulling my hand from her panties, I said, “Well done. It’s over. Everything came out.”
“Huuu...”
“Did it feel good?”
“I don’t know...♡ I don’t know...”
“I’ll do it again next time. Now wrap your arms around my neck and hold on.”
“Nngh...”
Adele obediently followed my instructions. I lifted her into my arms and slowly carried her to the bathroom, where I filled the tub with warm water. Once it was full, I lowered her—still fully clothed—into the tub.
“Raise both hands, please.”
“Yesss...”
Adele drawled her words as she raised her hands, though they stopped near her shoulders, lacking strength. I grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and flipped it upward. After struggling to peel off the now-soaked shirt clinging to her body, I looked down at her—nearly submerged in the tub—and smiled kindly.
“I’ll add some bath salts, so take off your underwear yourself, Adele.”
“.....”
She stared blankly straight ahead. She seemed unable to regain her senses. After dropping the bath salts into the water, I extended my hand toward her.
“Come on, take off your underwear and give it to me.”
“Don’t wannaaa...”
“Hurry. I need to send it to the laundry.”
At those words, Adele looked at the tub, which was turning navy blue with bubbles. Once the water had darkened completely, she began moving sluggishly. So she still had this much rationality left. How disappointing. After grunting and struggling for a long while, Adele finally managed to remove her underwear and held it out to me.
“Well done.”
“Nowww... what do I do...?”
“Just stay here until I come back with new clothes and change the bedsheets. You can manage being alone until then, right?”
“Yesss...”
“Is your Device fully charged?”
Adele nodded a couple of times. At least pretend to check... I gave her cheek a deep kiss, ruffled her hair, and left the bathroom. Then I began stripping the bedsheets completely.