Ellis (4)
Ellis turned around, lightly covering her chest with her hand and crossing her legs to hide her groin. It was an instinctive refusal. She'd steeled herself to some extent, but she couldn't stop her face from flushing red.
Lee Ho-yeon paid it no mind, rubbing the oil between his palms to warm it up.
"Ready?"
"…Yeah."
"You gonna keep those hands up? I have to massage there too."
"…I'll lower them then."
Ellis glanced at her chest, then met Ho-yeon's eyes and squeezed hers shut. She didn't have the courage to show her breasts while looking at him.
Slap. Slap.
Ho-yeon began spreading the warmed oil over Ellis's belly. The sticky liquid coated her smooth skin as he massaged from around her navel to her sides, then up under her breasts. He didn't forget to expand the mana circuits on the front of her body or to keep teasing her clitoris with his magic power.
"Ah… haa… haaa…."
Heat leaked from Ellis's lips, and love juices seeped between her crossed legs.
"Wanna lower your hands? It'll be over quick."
"…."
Ellis cracked open her eyes. Ho-yeon touching her body. The massage had gone on long enough that sweat drenched his entire form. The way he wiped around his eyes with his arm to keep sweat out… it was pretty attractive.
While he'd been checking the box he'd brought, Ellis had let her gaze drift downward just a bit. There, bulging unmistakably through his thin pants, was Ho-yeon's cock. The one that had gone in and out of other women's pussies countless times. She'd confirmed it in videos more than once, so she knew for sure. That size meant it was fully erect. Ho-yeon was excited by her body.
"…."
For some reason, she felt no revulsion about it. Was it because she'd seen that dick so many times? Because she liked his looks? Or maybe because her own pussy was already soaking wet. She's drenched like this, so of course he'd get excited. He's a guy, after all. And a sliver of confidence bloomed in her at the thought that she'd aroused a man, even a little. She'd shown her body to a man for the first time, and he'd gotten that hard—it meant her body was attractive.
Im Sol, the Lucy-Lumi twins, Baek Ayoung, Moon Sulin, and more. Pretty, beautiful women that Ho-yeon had fucked left and right… and even he was excited by her body. She could think she stacked up fine against the others.
Lost in those thoughts, Ellis slowly lowered the hand covering her breasts. Her nipples, exposed to the air, stood stiffly erect. Though he'd never touched around her chest before, she was already deep in arousal.
Soon, Ho-yeon's hand rose to her breasts, sending a shiver racing down Ellis's spine.
Sticky oil enveloped her tits, kneading the soft flesh every which way. The act of a man groping her breasts filled Ellis with a strange, lewd thrill.
"Haa, whoo…."
Ho-yeon let out a tired breath, the warm puff reaching her face along with a natural, pleasant scent—not artificial at all. I should ask what kind of mouthwash he uses later.
"Hngh…."
As if refusing to let her dwell on mundane thoughts, Ho-yeon tweaked her nipple. He rubbed it between thumb and forefinger, or pressed his palm down to knead her whole breast. It felt less like a massage and more like a man satisfying his lust.
But with her mana circuits expanding wider by the second, Ellis couldn't protest. It was undeniably effective. Plus, the stimulation building in her lower belly intensified. Both had started the moment he began groping her tits. Was there some causal link between the massage and this delicious pleasure?
"Haaang… hngh…."
Ho-yeon targeted her breasts and nipples relentlessly. He touched other spots now and then, but anyone watching would see he was obviously obsessed with her chest. Of course, to avoid suspicion, he kept expanding her mana circuits. He'd focused on her back so far, so the front still had plenty of untapped paths. Opening those would convincingly prove the massage's effects.
He couldn't neglect her clitoris and pussy either. While rolling and pinching her nipples, he kept up the mana stimulation on her clit. Ellis writhed, twisting her limbs as pleasure piled up—but each time, Ho-yeon's hands pinned her movements.
"It's fine. Just relax and take it."
"Take it… hngh…! Weird… ah, ah, ahngh…."
Ellis bucked her hips, squirting love juices. Climax approached again, again.
"Haa, haa… haaak, ahngh… ahhhngh…!"
Good. So good.
Surrendering to his touch, Ellis trembled all over.
"Okay. Slowly now."
"Haa… huh?"
But right before she crested, Ho-yeon halted his mana flow. Ignoring her rock-hard nipples, he moved his hands upward to her shoulders, arms, nape—spots untouched by oil.
"Feels refreshing, right?"
"Yeah. Yeah…."
Without the sexual buzz, she could focus purely on her mana circuits opening. But the mana flowing through them felt weaker than before. He'd dialed back the output the instant he stopped caressing her.
Having massaged her entire upper body, Ho-yeon shifted to her lower half.
"Lower body next. Focus up."
"…Got it."
He started from her toes.
Strange feeling.
As the sheltered daughter of privilege, Ellis was no stranger to massages. Other people's hands on her soles or between her toes didn't faze her.
But this sensation was new.
"Ah, ngh… mmph…."
As her lower mana circuits opened, cool refreshment spread—while her lower body throbbed. Ho-yeon had begun channeling mana. Since he'd stopped short of climax last time, he started with less sensitive areas.
"Mmm… whoo. Whoo…."
He eased tension around her clitoris and the folds of her labia minora. Ellis let out soft moans in response. But it wasn't the refreshing coolness from before.
…Not enough.
Frustration overrode her embarrassment. Her face burned at entertaining such thoughts during "treatment," but the lack gnawed at her. He'd cut her off right before the peak. Even Ellis struggled to endure it.
Soon, Ho-yeon's hands massaging her legs climbed to her thighs. A woman's most intimate spot. He was touching right next to it.
His hands delved deeper inward.
"N-Ngh… d-do you do… there too?"
"Don't worry. Won't hurt."
That's not what I'm worried about.
But his hands ignored her protest, slick with oil as they burrowed into her groin. They brushed her clit amid the ongoing weak stimulation, rubbing gently.
"Haa… ah…?! Hngh! Ngh!"
Her hips jerked wildly. A man's direct touch dwarfed mana teasing. Blocked from full pleasure before, she surrendered the instant his fingers made contact.
Can't… hold back.
How could anyone resist something this good?
"Spread your legs."
"…."
A lewd line straight out of sex. Ellis parted her thighs without a word. She felt mortified at how drenched she was, but the generous oil might pass for that.
At least slather on more oil.
Ho-yeon slathered his palms thickly—for her sake. Dry fingers plunging into her soaked pussy would be too embarrassing.
Oil-slick hands rubbed her pussy directly. While she was lost in ecstasy, he needed to push things further.
"Haa, ahn. Mmph… hngh… haaang…."
Ellis let out sweet, coquettish moans she'd never made before—pure female in heat. Her body twisted uncontrollably, lewd sounds spilling from her lips. Could I really act this slutty?
The incense scent filling the room began to fade. Male and female musk, lewd bodily odors. Ellis slipped into the atmosphere unawares.
"Ah, ahn… hmph…."
One hand tugged her nipple upward; the other worked her clit. He honed in on her sensitive spots from her reactions, speeding up.
"Ah, huu… hng… this…"
Is this right? It's so good my head's going blank.
But is this really a massage? Me with my tits and pussy getting groped, panting like a bitch—does that look like a massage? Won't he think I'm pathetic?
"How's it feel? Good?"
His earnest voice cut through her doubts.
"…Not bad… hng, go-good. Good…."
Too embarrassed to say "good," she'd tried "not bad"—but his fingers ramped up as if calling her bluff, forcing the truth.
Good. So good….
Her legs had splayed wide, giving him easy access.
"Go-good. C-Coming… hngh…."
Toes stretched taut, breaths ragged, mouth agape. Her hands gripped the massage table's handles like she might snap them, fists clenched white.
The fingers on her clit slipped smoothly into her entrance.
"Ah, aaah… ahhuuuuk… kgh… haaak, haaaak… hnggggh!"
Ellis threw her head back in orgasm. Built-up pleasure flooded out like a dam burst. Squelch, squelch—each scrape inside made her twitch and squirt.
"Haaaangh…! Haaaah…. Ah, aaaang…!"
"Relax. Just let go."
"Haaak, haa… haaat… hng, kgh…!"
How the hell am I supposed to relax?
Warm, slick, sticky-soft sensation. Rough male skin on her most precious place.
Weird. So weird… good. Too, too good…!
Squelch—slurp—schlick—lewd wet sounds battered her ears as his fingers plunged deeper, rougher.
"Hngh, hmph…! W-Wait."
Ellis gripped his thick arm, fighting the wave, panting. No matter how she thought about it, this was too far. Was it fear of hurting her virginity? His fingers delving deep inside snapped her reason back. She knew better than anyone how precious a maiden's membrane was.
Fingers all the way inside her pussy. Could anyone call this a mana massage? Even if it was, wasn't this going too far…?
"Th-This. Wait. This is a bit…."
"It's fine. It's supposed to feel good."
But Ho-yeon didn't stop, fingers still moving—careful not to tear her hymen. That's for me to break personally.
He stimulated her entrance and surroundings while rubbing her clit.
"W-Wait. Haa, haaat… hng…."
His matter-of-fact tone left her speechless amid the pleasure. Some primal female instinct deep inside seemed to block her protests.
"Mana circuits are part of your nerves too… so if one side feels good, the other improves. Stopping now wastes everything so far. Just relax, no worries."
Pure bullshit, of course. Ho-yeon knew it best. But what mattered was the mood, the excuse, the pretext. Facts didn't. As long as it was nonsense Ellis could half-buy into, it was fine.
"…R-Really… hngh… like that?"
A chilling wave of pleasure hit her whole body. Her grip on his arm weakened.
Screw it.
She couldn't waste the massage so far. The only feeling left in Ellis now was the desperate wish for his hands to keep going.