I'll Give You a Massage
I scooped Marina up by the waist and plopped her ass down on the counter.
"S-Sian! What the hell are you—?!"
"Just sit tight. I'm gonna rub those legs for you."
I hiked up the hem of her flustered, wriggling skirt just above her knees and wrapped both hands around her calves and thighs, still knotted up tight from last night's romp. I started kneading them with care.
"Ngh... hnnng..."
Every touch drew a lewd little moan from between her lips. But the relief was short-lived—she glanced nervously toward the stairs to the second floor, one hand on my shoulder, eyes darting like someone might come down any second.
"S-Stop... what if someone comes down?"
"Who the hell's coming down at this hour? If you're that worried, we can move. Where to? Your room, or mine?"
She pondered for a second, then hopped off the counter and grabbed my wrist.
"...Come with me."
Instead of heading to one of the guest rooms upstairs, she led me by the hand to the back of the kitchen, in front of a sturdy old wooden door that was firmly shut. It was the private family bath used only by her and Mari.
She locked the latch tight, and a wave of steamy heat rushed over us, thick mist clouding the air. The kitchen hearth's warmth piped right in. The floor was laid with thick wooden planks gapped for drainage, and smack in the center sat a wide wooden platform perfect for lounging or lying down while washing up.
Didn't know there was a spot like this...
Marina went to a wooden crate in the corner and stripped off her clothes right there in front of me, no hesitation. She slipped into her usual bathrobe, grabbed a big towel, spread it wide over the platform, and lay down on her stomach with a soft flop.
I stripped down too, stuffing my clothes into an empty crate, then wrapped a large towel around my waist to cover my crotch before stepping up beside her platform.
Whoa.
She lay there so obediently, waiting for my touch—pure perfection. That pretty, plump ass anyone would wanna grab at least once. The teasing glimpse of her secret spot, half-hidden by her thighs.
"Ready to start, sis?"
She nodded silently, and I began from her thighs, working down to her calves, then to her dainty little feet, kneading with firm, devoted pressure.
"Feeling good, sis?"
Her head turned slightly, a stifled breath slipping from her lips, heated and ragged.
"Yeah... feels... good..."
Was it the steam, or my hands? Her voice was already melting, thick and sultry. She was loving this way more than I'd expected, all defenseless already.
That did it—I didn't wanna tease anymore.
"Time to get serious."
I slathered sticky oil over both palms and spread it evenly up her legs. It warmed against her skin, melting into a slick glide between my hands and her flesh.
"How's that, sis? Good?"
"Yeah... feels... nice..."
Savoring her lazy response, I worked my hands higher—from feet to calves to thighs, rubbing into the curved inner spots. Her bathrobe crept up bit by bit. Her legs gleamed lewdly with oil, and as I focused around her crotch, slathering and teasing...
"Haaah..."
A muffled moan escaped, dissolving into the steam. I kept grinding around that mound, tormenting her, until she finally cracked, panting rough and opening her mouth first.
"Sian... don't tease me like that..."
She twisted around, spreading her legs toward me, exposing herself wide open and vulnerable. The robe barely covering her was pointless now.
That bold display had my cock straining so hard the towel couldn't hide it anymore.
"...Gimme some oil."
As the oil dripped into her hand, she swatted my towel away and started stroking me slow and thick, deliberate shakes sending warm, slippery bliss racing up my spine to my brain.
"Hah..."
I slid my oil-slick fingers into her pussy. It welcomed me easily, hot and gripping like it'd been waiting.
"Haahk!"
The bath filled with wet slaps of flesh and ragged breaths. Her face tempting me as she spread wide, the insane pleasure from my fingertips—I was gonna blow any second.
"Sis, I'm... close..."
"Wait... together... wanna cum together. Faster... please...!"
At her urging, I sped up my fingers.
Squelch, squish, squelch!
Her body writhed under my rough assault, then clamped down on my fingers like it was crushing them as she came first.
"Ah, aaah! Haaaang!!"
Watching her set me off—I unleashed, spilling over her face.
"Haa... haa..."
"Heuk... heuk..."
We locked eyes, panting for a while.
"Sian... ♥"
Her face was pure, lovesick bliss. I climbed onto the platform with her.
"Yeah, sis?"
"Come here..."
I crushed my lips to hers in answer to her plea. Hot breaths mingled as I rubbed my cock between her oil-slick thighs to warm up.
"Ha, ah... Sian..."
As my oil-drenched shaft prodded her mound, she threw her head back with a moan. That sweet sound, her glistening naked body—it was too much. I grabbed her waist and thrust deep into that slick heat in one go.
"A, aaaah...! Hnnng...!"
The oil let me slide in deeper and smoother than ever—I had to pause. It felt too deep, too easy, bottoming out.
Shit, can't control the thrust here.
I might hurt her slim hips if I wasn't careful. Steadying my breath, I eased just the tip in and out, trying to find a rhythm.
Plunge, pull, plunge, pull.
"Haht... hnng."
Thought I had it, ready to move at that pace. But nope—her pussy had tasted the depth and sucked me in greedily.
Squish, squelch!
No matter what, it dragged me balls-deep. Each time, her screams shattered the air.
"Ah! Aaa! Sian, right there... so good, so gooood...! Hnnng! Too good...!"
I was losing it. That tight grip squeezing every time I pulled out or slammed in—my hips sped up, reason gone.
Control? Fuck that. I just wanted to devour this woman crumbling beneath me.
"Hngk, Sian... there, too hard...! Ah, aaaah!"
Ignoring her cries, I twisted her stiff nipples and bent to lick up her cleavage. Her soft skin filled my mouth—I wanted to suck forever.
Smooch, smack, smack, squelch! Squelch!
Pounding her jiggling tits made her body shake helplessly on the platform, driving me even deeper.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Sis."
"Mm... mmmph... smooch..."
I grabbed her head and devoured her lips. Tongues tangled to the root, ravaging her breath away.
"Mmph, mmmng! Haa... nng!"
Her moans poured straight into my mouth. Squelch, squelch, slap! Slap! Even mid-kiss that choked the air, my hips didn't stop—deeper, rougher. With the oil, I hilted nearly every thrust, and she'd turn her head gasping for breath.
"Haaaang... Si...an... so... good... more..."
I buried my nose in her slender neck, inhaling like a madman.
"Haa, sis... your scent's driving me insane. So fucking hot."
Couldn't hold back. I bit and licked her nape, sucking hard—skin reddened quick.
"Me too..."
Smack!!
She yanked my neck and sucked mine the same way. We marked each other deep, lovers lost in flesh, then dove back into the heat.
Slap, slap! Smack, smack! Squelch!
"Sis, I... fuck, can't hold it. Gonna cum...!"
My voice cracked. She arched back, eyes hazy, staring at me.
"Wait, Sian... together... wanna cum together...! A bit more, faster! Ah, aat! Aaaah!"
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Smack! Smack smack smack! Squelch! Smack! Smack!
"A, aaaahk! Sian! Siiiian!!"
She clawed the sheets, cumming first.
"Nghh."
I squeezed out my last strength, slamming balls-deep into her core and holding. Feeling my cock throb, flooding the married woman's womb—it was ecstasy. Second load, but still massive, and her pussy clenched through her orgasm, milking every drop.
"Haa... haa... heuk, heuk..."
Drained, I collapsed fully into her arms. She stroked my hair like I was adorable.
Remaining: 12.5%
Phew... finally feels like I can breathe. Single digits had me too anxious to sleep.
Somehow, Ria's voice in my head sounded clearer, more vibrant than usual.
"Sian... ♥"
"Yeah, sis?"
I looked at her as she called me.
"Wanna sleep in my room tonight?"