Couple Swedish Shop
We took a car and headed there.
Before long we arrived at our destination and looked up at the building's sign.
“Couple Swedish shop”
Swedish. Applying natural oils to the body and massaging it gently. But a couple's massage? I racked my brains, yet I still couldn't figure out what kind of place this was.
“Alright. Just follow me for now.”
Following the guide, we passed through the massage shop's lavish lobby and made our way to the front desk. After confirming the reservation, the staff member greeted us politely, then offered a professional smile.
“Welcome. This is a place for Swedish massages. You've heard of them, right? Couples, please follow that staff member over there. Anyone here alone, please come with me.”
As the staff moved off, Jaehun followed with a big, cheerful grin. The employee guiding us also started walking and began explaining the place.
“This is somewhere couples can massage each other. You don't usually get a chance like this except on your honeymoon. Ah, here we are.”
When the staff opened the door ahead of us, a wide bed and shower facilities came into view, along with dozens of natural oils lined up above the bed. Bright sunlight poured in through the large glass window beside it. Situated on the building's top floor, the room offered a sweeping view of the scenery far below.
“All these oils are completely natural. They're good for the skin and help draw out toxins. You massage each other to relieve your partner's fatigue. Feel free to use all of them. Most people come here on the last day of their trip, but you've come right from the first.”
The staff kept talking while showing us the massage tools and the shower room.
“This place is run cleanly and legally. Of course, we won't enter the room until the customers come out. Please enjoy yourselves, work out that fatigue, and have a wonderful time.”
“What kind of massage does the person who went alone get?”
I suddenly grew curious about the massage Jaehun would be receiving.
“Ah. He went into a single room. We'll apply oil to his back and shoulders and give him a massage.”
“Is that all?”
“Yes. Th-that's right? What more would you need?”
It was definitely a clean, legitimate shop.
“No, thank you.”
The staff bowed and left the room.
“Shall we shower first?”
Auntie nodded shyly. We stepped into the shower room and took off our clothes. No—we undressed each other. When I pulled down Auntie's panties, I saw them soaked through with her juices. Catching that, Auntie snatched the panties from my hand.
“Earlier… I must have gotten excited.”
“It's fine.”
Naked, we soaped each other's bodies and washed one another clean. I couldn't wait to spread those oils all over Auntie's skin. The thought of her glistening naked body was driving me out of my mind. We finished showering in record time and headed for the bed.
“Shall I massage you first?”
“No, I'll do you first.”
I wanted to see Auntie's body slick and gleaming with oil as soon as humanly possible. No—I was aching for it.
“Lie face down and I'll start with your back.”
Auntie climbed onto the bed and stretched out on her stomach. I pulled the cart of lined-up oils over beside me and picked up one bottle. Twisting off the cap and taking a sniff, I caught a bright, fresh aroma.
“Auntie, smell this.”
I held the mouth of the bottle under her nose.
“It smells amazing. Is Minwoo going to rub this on me now?”
“Yes. I'll put on plenty so all that fatigue melts right away.”
I let the oil stream down onto Auntie's back, dripping a generous amount from her spine across her waist and all the way over her buttocks. Then I coated my own hands thickly with oil and began slowly spreading it over her body. Starting at her back, I worked past her waist and onto the plump rise of her ass, rubbing with both hands. Seeming to enjoy it, Auntie twisted slightly and let out a soft moan. Her pale skin gleamed from the oil, sparkling in the light as if her whole body had been coated in syrup.
“Minwoo. It feels strange.”
“Do you like it? How does it feel?”
“It's all tingly and so good.”
I lifted the bottle again and poured oil liberally over her buttocks. It ran down from her ass, slipped through the cleft, soaked her pussy, and dripped onto the sheets. The sight was almost too much. I started the massage properly from her back. The slick skin under my palms felt even more elastic now; the flesh that kept sliding free of my grip was firm, as if packed full of collagen.
“Ah. Minwoo. So good. I've never felt anything like this.”
I rubbed her ass, then massaged her thighs and calves, spreading my palms wide, gripping her legs and drawing them firmly upward.
“Minwoo's good at this. Did you learn somewhere?”
“No. Isn't this just how you normally do it?”
“You're good. It feels so refreshing.”
I finished her back in broad strokes. Now for the long-awaited front. I clapped twice.
Clap. Clap.
The unspoken signal you share with the scrubber at a bathhouse when it's time to turn over.
“Auntie, lie on your back now.”
“Okay.”
Her beautiful body. In the bright light it looked even more stunning. I poured oil onto the full breasts rising toward the ceiling; it slowly turned them glossy as it ran down her skin and onto the bed. The sensation must have tickled, because Auntie let out a pleased little moan.
“Mmm. Feels good.”
Holding the bottle upside down, I slowly poured a thick stream past her belly and straight toward her pussy. It flowed into the split and coated her sex in a rich, sticky sheen. I kept going, oiling her legs and feet until I'd nearly emptied the whole bottle. Then I began massaging from her collarbone, applying gentle pressure in slow circles. The oil gleaming on her breasts tempted my hands. I spread my palms and tried to cup them, but they kept slipping free. I rubbed her firm, high breasts with both hands, working the oil in thoroughly, then moved on to her narrow waist and belly, her pelvis and thighs, coating every inch. In the light streaming through the full-length window, her body shone as if the glow were coming from the skin itself.
“Auntie, I'm getting on top.”
“On top of me?”
“Yes.”
I'd seen it somewhere before. In porn, maybe? I slathered oil generously over my own body as well and climbed onto hers. My body covering hers kept sliding everywhere; keeping my balance was nearly impossible. I was clumsy. I knew the idea, yet I kept slipping off her sides. Gripping the mattress with both hands, I slowly moved my whole body. Auntie's nipples pressed against my chest and tickled. My cock, rock-hard for some time now, dragged across her lower belly and the top of her pussy, rubbing with every pass.
“Haah.”
Auntie let out a soft, pleasured sigh. Feeling every slick inch of her, I slid up and down on top of her for a long while. As my body kept slipping sideways, she raised both knees to form a barrier. At last I could feel her completely, steadily. We indulged in each other's bodies like that for some time before switching places.
“Minwoo, lie face down on the bed now.”
“Yes.”
My cock pressed painfully into the mattress, but anticipation won out. Auntie lifted the oil bottle and poured it over me. A cool sensation ran down my back and past my ass. The slick feeling spreading across my whole body felt surprisingly good.
“Wow. Does it feel weird?”
“Does it? Then I'll make it feel even better.”
Her warm hands spread the oil over my entire back and buttocks. Then she climbed onto me and slowly settled face-down. Her body heat soaked into every part of me.
“Haa…”
“Minwoo. Good? Haah.”
“Yes. So good.”
A sharp, thrilling moan slipped out of me before I could stop it. Her slick flesh pressed against me everywhere—back, ass, all of it. The clear poke of her nipples where her breasts flattened against my spine. The faint roughness of her pussy hair against my buttocks. The soft, breathy moans she let out right behind my head. All of it combined into a rush of sensation I'd never felt in my life. Auntie moved with the ease of someone who had done this before. She planted both legs outside mine for balance, stretched her arms forward to grip the sheets, and stuck herself tightly to my back, gliding up and down in smooth strokes. The oil between us made wet, squelching sounds and generated heat. The bigger her movements grew, the hotter my back became, and the cock trapped underneath stiffened even harder, as if it might lift my whole body.
“Minwoo, good?”
“Auntie. So good. Don't stop. Haa.”
“I like it too. It tingles. Hnn.”
Auntie put as much of her weight as she could into it, rubbing my back with her breasts and her pussy. Pleasure that sparked all the way to the base of my skull raced through my entire body. It was denser, more overwhelming than when we'd soaped each other thickly in the shower not long ago and rubbed our bodies together—dense enough that I felt my mind starting to slip. She rode my back like that for a long time, the delicious massage never letting up.
“Minwoo. Lie on your back now.”
Auntie climbed off for a moment, and I rolled onto my back. The cock that had been crushed free at last and stood straight up toward the ceiling, twitching. Auntie wrapped her hand tightly around it and twisted her wrist, wringing the shaft. The oil squelched as it mixed with precum.
“Guh…”
Strength drained from my waist; I felt my hips sink into the bed.