Massage
After so many intense rounds of sex—especially once the Department Assistant had put his hands on her—Su-hui seemed to get aroused far more easily than before.
"Haa…."
Won-chul slid his fingers into her pussy and worked them in and out, licking his way up her side.
"Haang…."
"Su-hui, you're unreal today."
"Aang…. Oppa…. Nngh…."
The tongue that had been climbing her side reached her breast.
"Hauk…. Aaah…."
Her pussy was already slick and wet.
"Damn…. How many times have you already come today, and you're still going?"
"Haung…. Ah…. Oppa…. Nngh…."
Won-chul fingered her hard and fast while he kissed her. Su-hui locked her arms around his neck and clung to him, legs spread wide to take his fingers, her body shuddering.
A rush of juices burst from her pussy and ran down in thick streams.
"Holy shit…. Look at this mess."
"Ah…. Oppa…. Haa…."
Su-hui panted for breath.
"Haa…. I feel like I've gotten insanely sensitive lately."
"Your body?"
"Yeah…. Even the slightest touch and I just…."
"Isn't that a good thing?"
"Maybe…."
She told him what had happened with the Department Assistant. Won-chul's cock stirred and hardened again.
"Whoa…. I wanna see that too."
"Ah, what…. Come on…. Well…. That's…."
Won-chul fell quiet for a moment, thinking, then carefully opened his mouth.
"Hey, so…."
"Hm?"
"I know this hyung who does massage."
"Massage?"
"Well, it's not just massage…. But in this scene, he's pretty legit."
"What, is he someone you know from that SNS stuff?"
"Pretty much."
Won-chul had long used SNS to chase every kind of sex imaginable—from the ordinary to the thoroughly perverted.
"Hnn…. You just want that badly to watch another guy have his way with me?"
"I mean…."
"But what's the massage about?"
"That part's the real deal. Sure, the hyung's endgame is to loosen a woman up until she's melting and then fuck her, but still."
"Hmm…."
Su-hui's interest was piqued. Truthfully, she had already wondered more than once what it would be like if the masseur at a massage parlor were a man. Lying there with nothing but a towel, having a man knead her body….
"Well…. Want to try it?"
"For real?"
"Yeah. Let's do it, Oppa."
"Ohhh. Got it…. I'll set it up."
A few days later, Won-chul brought Su-hui to a massage shop. Even from the outside, it looked the part.
"Wow, this is a proper place."
"Told you. Totally different from those sketchy guys who just do shady massages because they want an invite."
"Ohh…."
Su-hui stepped inside full of anticipation. A clean-cut man who looked to be in his mid-to-late thirties greeted them.
"Welcome. Won-chul, you made it!"
"Hey, Hyung."
"So this young lady is the one you mentioned."
"Hello."
The three of them exchanged greetings. Su-hui had been a little nervous, but the surprisingly decent shop and the man's tidy appearance put her at ease.
"Wow, I'd heard, but you're incredibly beautiful. May I call you Su-hui?"
"Ah, yes."
"Then shall we head inside?"
Won-chul and Su-hui followed the masseur down the hall. At the end of the corridor they entered a warm, immaculate room—a massage table in the center, a shower off to one side, a sofa.
"You gonna watch?"
"Eh…. Depends how it goes."
The two men grinned at each other.
"Well then, shall we get started, Su-hui?"
"Ah, yes. That's fine."
"Then go ahead and shower first, and come on out when you're ready."
Su-hui finished showering and looked around for something to wear, but nothing suitable was in sight. After a brief hesitation, she wrapped herself in a large towel.
"Um…."
"Ah, there you are!"
The masseur glanced at the long white legs stretching down beneath the towel. Won-chul was already settled on the sofa off to one side.
"Su-hui, just lie face-down over here."
"Okay."
She stretched out on the massage table, settling her face into the round opening and relaxing into the prone position. The masseur draped a large hot towel over her body. The heat of it, covering nearly her entire upper half, began to melt the tension from her muscles.
"Just wait like that for a moment. I'll go wash up too."
Ah….
Hearing that he was going to shower reminded her all over again that she hadn't come here for a simple massage. She lay still under the hot towel, soaking in the warmth, until she heard the shower door open.
"Whew…. Shall we begin?"
The hot towel that had been warming her body was lifted away. Then his hands reached for the towel covering her, undid it, and drew it aside. Completely naked and face-down, Su-hui felt him gather her long natural hair and tie it up out of the way.
Ah…. This is a little embarrassing….
Lying naked on her stomach, she felt a twinge of shyness at the thought that her pussy would be visible from below. The man drizzled warm oil gently over the whole of her back. Both hands began to work slowly across it. Oil slicked her white skin until it gleamed.
"Tell me if it hurts."
"Okay."
His hands kneaded her shoulders with slow, deliberate pressure, working the places between her back and shoulders where tension liked to gather. Oil-slick fingers found the knots with precision and eased them open.
"Aaah."
"Does that hurt?"
"No…. It feels amazing."
After loosening her shoulders, his hands swept down her back, thumbs pressing firmly into the erector muscles as they traveled slowly lower. His remaining fingers brushed softly along her sides.
"Hnn…."
"You all right?"
"Ah—it's just a little ticklish."
From the sofa, Won-chul's cock began to rise. Su-hui's oil-glossed skin, and the glimpses of her pussy and asshole flickering into view from behind, looked obscenely hot.
"I'm going to go a bit harder."
"Okay. That's fine."
The masseur used his elbows to work her back, bending his arms and leaning in to apply force. That was when Su-hui felt a cock brush against her leg.
Hm? Wait…. Is he completely naked?
As he leaned in close, she felt his cock graze her calf. As if to make sure she noticed, every time he pressed his elbow into her back, his cock bumped against her lower leg. Su-hui had never imagined the masseur would be naked. The thought that he could shove into her pussy whenever he felt like it slowly set her body on fire.
"Mm? Relax your body, Su-hui."
"Ah…. It's just…. It keeps touching…."
"Hm? Aah…. You mean this guy?"
He rubbed his cock openly against her thigh.
"Aaah…. Yes…."
He pressed his body flush against hers and whispered close.
"It's fine. Just relax. I'll fuck you properly later."
"Aaah…."
"For now, just get comfortable…."
"…Okay."
He resumed the massage, working her upper body with professional hands until every muscle went soft and heavy. Slowly his hands traveled toward her lower half. His cock was already standing stiff. When he massaged other women, it never got like this. He was so used to the work that his cock only hardened once a woman started touching him back. But today, simply kneading Su-hui's long, firm body had him rock-hard. Even from behind, her naked form was overwhelmingly erotic.
"Hnn…."
A soft sound escaped Su-hui as his hands skimmed down over her ass. Between those firm cheeks, her pussy was half-hidden, half-revealed. He poured oil over her thighs and calves and smoothed it in with slow strokes, then shifted lower and settled into position. Her pink pussy came into clear view between her legs. He began massaging her thighs. Every time he pressed down, her legs parted a little, and her plump pussy lips parted with them.
"Haa…."
Watching her pussy open and close with every pass of his hands only heated Su-hui further. The thought that he was staring at her cunt as it parted and sealed drove her arousal higher.
"Aaah…."
"Feel good, Su-hui?"
"Yeah…."
"Hyung's pretty good at this, huh?"
"Yeah. You should try it too, Oppa."
"Hmm…. Hyung, you got any female masseuses?"
The masseur's hands paused briefly.
"Yeah. There's one girl I trained. She's not working today, though."
"Ah, got it. Damn."
"Come by again sometime."
"With Su-hui?"
"You little shit."
He grinned and went back to massaging her calves, climbing up onto the table to sit by her feet. He rested his hard cock on the soles of her feet and started working her calves.
She felt the thick weight of his cock settle on her feet. Feeling it against her body was far more stimulating than simply seeing it. Su-hui wriggled her feet a little. Her white, smooth toes flexed and twitched as if trying to catch hold of him. The masseur glanced down at her moving feet while he worked her calves, then lifted the oil bottle and poured a generous amount over them.
"Ah…."
Her pale feet gleamed, slick with oil. Slowly he rolled his hips. His cock began to glide back and forth across her oil-soaked soles. Face-down, her vision cut off, every nerve in Su-hui's body funneled into her feet. She flexed her toes, trying to grip the cock sliding over them.
His cock stroked between her feet again and again. Ordinarily he would have waited until the massage was finished before putting his cock to use—but Su-hui's body was too fuckable, and her lewd little movements too much. He couldn't hold back. He dropped his hands from her calves, gathered both of her feet together, and thrust his cock between them.
"Aaah…."
"Su-hui…. This is okay, right?"
"Yes…. It's fine."
Her white feet, drenched in oil, slid and squeezed around his cock. Feeling him stroke between her soles, Su-hui felt fresh wetness seep from her pussy. Her feet weren't an erogenous zone—and yet somehow she was getting turned on.
The filthy wet sounds of oil and friction only stoked the heat higher. The masseur's hips picked up speed. One hand clamped her feet together; with the other he poured more oil over his cock.
"Kh…. Su-hui…."