The Third Massage
Lucrezia carefully turned her body as she received Gareth’s massage.
With only a single towel barely covering her most intimate areas, she lay face down exactly as Gareth directed.
Her snow-white breasts pressed against the bed, spreading out softly, and Lucrezia gave a subtle shiver the moment her nipples made contact with the surface.
“Mmmh…”
“I will now massage your back.”
Unlike Oscar, Gareth continued stroking her back with careful, restrained hands.
“I believe I’ll need some oil.”
“Ah…”
When Gareth’s gentle massage paused for a moment, Lucrezia let out a small sound of disappointment. But feeling my gaze, she quickly turned her head the other way.
Soon Gareth returned with the oil bottle, slathered it thickly over his hands, and reached for her back once more.
Splash!
“Ah…! It’s cold…”
“It seems it cooled faster than I expected. I’ll warm it for you right away.”
Gareth spoke as his hands moved faster, pressing firmly into her back. Centered on her spine, he loosened the muscles around both shoulder blades before gradually working outward.
Under his skilled touch, Lucrezia’s face melted with pleasure. Then Gareth’s hands continued their sideways journey until they brushed the outer curve of her breast.
“Nngh…”
Yet Lucrezia neither startled nor flinched at the sudden contact. She didn’t even glance at me. She simply lay there as though it were the most natural thing in the world, savoring Gareth’s hands.
“In this prone position, this area is easily compressed. Ladies with larger breasts tend to carry more tension along the sides and beneath the shoulders.”
He spoke as if delivering a routine explanation. His palms slowly traced the side of Lucrezia’s breast, pushing up the soft flesh before sweeping downward again in a smooth, releasing stroke.
Lucrezia offered no resistance. Head turned aside, eyes half-lidded, she simply breathed in low, trembling sighs. Gareth’s hand eventually covered the entire side of her breast. He pressed slowly with his palm, spreading the oil in even, deliberate circles.
“There. Now I’ll work deeper into your back again.”
“Ah…”
Gareth stepped closer to her head and leaned forward. He pressed firmly from her upper back down toward her waist, then worked his hands side to side, unknotting every tight muscle.
“Ah… ahh… haa…”
“I’ll go a little lower now.”
Gareth took another step closer. His waist bent deeper, allowing his hands to reach the upper curve of Lucrezia’s ass.
“Mmm… yes… ngh… yes… that feels good…”
Lucrezia no longer showed any sign of reluctance toward Gareth’s touch. Instead she lifted her hips slightly, as though begging for more. The towel rose with the motion, and thin, glistening strands of fluid stretched between her lower body and the bed.
Drip… drip…
“Ah…”
I swallowed hard at the sight. That… that was unmistakably the slick nectar flowing from her pussy. It had been rubbed continuously between her massage-heated body and the bed; when she raised her hips, it finally revealed itself.
She was clearly, overwhelmingly aroused by Gareth’s hands.
“Now I’ll return to your back. This time I’ll focus on loosening your lower back and waist. Could you lift your upper body just a little?”
At Gareth’s suggestion, Lucrezia nodded with glazed eyes.
When she braced her arms and raised her torso, her back arched in a graceful, natural curve. It looked exactly like an ordinary massage.
“Haa… haa… mmmh… hoo… haa…”
“Your body is incredibly soft, Lady Lucrezia. The finest I’ve encountered among all the whores I’ve served.”
“Hngh! Whore…? Ngh… I’m not…”
“Are you not…?”
Gareth smiled down at her. By now his cock stood rigidly erect beneath the towel, which was already slipping dangerously low on his hips. Because she had lifted her upper body at his command, Lucrezia’s face had drawn dangerously close to the towel-covered bulge.
“Haa… hoo…”
“If a woman inhales the scent of my cock so eagerly, what else would you call her but a whore?”
Gareth smiled faintly as he pressed firmly into her shoulder blades.
“Mmmh…! Hngh… haa… move it…”
“You say that, yet you refuse to pull your face away.”
Just as Gareth said, Lucrezia kept her face pressed close, breathing in his scent. Soon her lips parted slightly, inching nearer as though she might swallow the cock right before her eyes.
“Haa… haa… the smell…”
“Lady Lucrezia… the truth is……”
Gareth leaned down and whispered something into her ear.
She kept his cock right in front of her nose as she slowly turned her head to look at me.
“Ah… Kael……”
Her gaze, like Eleanor’s, had locked onto my lower body. Even through the towel, my erection was obvious, and the fabric where the tip pressed was already soaked dark gray.
“Huu… hngh… slurp… haa…”
Seeing me only made Lucrezia inhale even more deeply. A man’s cock carries only a thick, musky scent, yet to her it seemed like the sweetest perfume.
“Hngh…”
“Did you know, Lady Lucrezia? Three other clients received my massage today, and every single one took my cock into their mouths. We never force anything a guest doesn’t want, but if a guest wishes to suck it first, spread her legs, and beg to be fucked……”
As he spoke, Gareth placed his hand on her ass. His body naturally leaned forward, letting his cock brush across her face. Her cheek pressed fully into his crotch.
“Slurp… haa… haa…!”
Every time Gareth moved to continue the massage, his rigid cock rubbed against her face through the towel. Lucrezia’s breathing only grew rougher; she made no attempt to pull away.
“Lu-Lucre…”
“Lady Lucrezia. I’ll loosen other areas now, so would you please sit up?”
Gareth called her name a beat before I could and helped her rise. Her face was utterly slack, eyes dazed.
“Haa…”
“Come… this way…”
Gareth climbed onto the massage bed and sat with his legs spread, gesturing for her to sit between them. Lucrezia walked over slowly and settled between his thighs, leaning back against his chest.
“Sitting so tightly will be uncomfortable. Allow me to make it easier for you.”
“Ngh… haaang!”
Gareth spread her long legs wide and draped them over his own thick thighs. Now she was completely exposed to me. Her pussy, already burning hot, released faint steam along with thick strands of nectar that dripped steadily downward.
“Lean back comfortably. Then we’ll begin.”
“Ahh… mmmh…”
Supporting her from behind, Gareth slowly ran his hands from her shoulders downward. He immediately began kneading her upper breasts with firm, deliberate pressure.
“Haa… hngh…”
Squeeze!
“Hngh… ha… mmmh…”
“How does it feel? Every large-breasted whore I’ve met always carries tension right here. Of course, Lady Lucrezia’s breasts are in a league of their own compared to the others I’ve touched…”
“Hngh… don’t say that…”
“Say what?”
Gareth slowly circled the edge of her areola, deliberately teasing her. When his fingers drew near, her moans grew louder; when they pulled away, they softened into a voice laced with frustrated longing.
Squeeze! Squeeze!
“Whore? Or perhaps… these tits?”
“Haa… haa…! Stop… that’s enough…”
“But… when a woman lets her lover watch while her tits are fondled and her cunt drips like a broken faucet, what else would you call her? Lady Lucrezia?”
“Haah… hngh… don’t…”
His fingers were gradually closing in on her nipples. The most sensitive part of her body was about to be touched by the man before her.
If the customer wants to suck it first, spread her legs, and beg to be fucked…
Gareth’s earlier words suddenly echoed in my mind. If her weak point was touched right now, would Lucrezia beg him to fuck her? Would she spread her legs and plead?
And if that happened… could I stop it?
Could I really intervene while watching my lover’s most dangerous spot being fondled right in front of me, when all I was doing was stroking my own cock through a towel…?
“Hngh…”
“Your nipples are as large as your breasts. What a lewd body you have…”
“Haah… haah… stop… not there…”
“Haha. Don’t worry. I’ll loosen it properly. Now then…”
His hand slid downward, pressing her areola, about to touch her nipple—
“Stop!”
Lucrezia’s sharp cry filled the room. Even Oscar, who had been thoroughly groping Eleanor’s breasts and upper body beside us, was startled enough to release her and sit upright.
“Stop… don’t touch there. Don’t touch that spot.”
“Ah… understood.”
Gareth seemed flustered by her fierce tone. His hands trembled as he hovered uncertainly around her body, unsure where to touch next.
Meanwhile Lucrezia’s momentary heat seemed to have cooled. She looked at me with her usual calm eyes. No—more precisely, she was staring at my cock.
“……”
“……”
I stared at her completely soaked pussy.
She stared at my completely soaked cock.
Slide…
And so Gareth’s massage resumed.
The face that had shown clear panic moments ago now carried a new emotion—curiosity mixed with faint anger. It was definitely the face of a man slightly pissed off. As though he couldn’t believe he had flinched at the scolding of a woman who had been moaning lewdly under his hands just seconds earlier.
His hands reflected that irritation. Without hesitation he grabbed her thighs roughly.
“Oh dear. Your legs seem quite tired as well.”
“Hngh…”
As the massage resumed in earnest, Lucrezia’s gaze shifted back to Gareth’s hands. Those hands gripped her firm thighs and began sliding upward.
“Haah…”
“My, my. For someone who scolded me so fiercely earlier, why is this place so wet?”
“Hngh… that’s… haaang!”
Squelch!
A sound that made my ears doubt themselves rang out. While I had been watching her face melt again under Gareth’s touch, his hands had already slipped beneath the towel covering her lower body. The towel, pushed beyond its limits, had loosened and now completely hid what his hands were doing. All that remained visible were the love juices dripping onto the floor beneath the bed and the back of Gareth’s hands pressing against the fabric.
Squelch! Squelch!
“Hngh! Haah! Haah… hngh…”
“Goodness… I’ve barely touched the outside yet my hand is already soaked.”
“Mmmh… no… no. Kael.”
Lucrezia denied Gareth’s words while calling my name. But both her eyes were fixed solely on the movement of his hands beneath the towel.
Squelch! Squelch!
The wet sound of fingers sliding over drenched skin. Just from the noise I could tell exactly what he was doing. Should I be grateful he wasn’t inserting his fingers inside her?
No, there was no need for gratitude.
Schlick!
“Huuuaaaang!”
Because Gareth had already thrust them inside.
Lucrezia curled her widely spread legs, arching her waist and head. But Gareth was right behind her, so their faces suddenly pressed together.
“……!”
Their faces met. A slight movement would have brought their lips together. Gareth’s tongue slid out, approaching her mouth. But Lucrezia turned her head aside faster, releasing a moan.
“Haaang!”
Was it coincidence? Or her last, shallow resistance against giving him a kiss?
Schlick! Schlick!
Apparently displeased by her action, Gareth increased the speed of the hand moving beneath the towel.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
“Mmmh! Haaang! Haaang! Haaang!”
“Khh… just my fingers and you’re squeezing this tightly…”
“Hngh… don’t say that… haaang!”
Instead of answering, Gareth produced even louder, wetter sounds.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
“Mmmh! Haaang! Haaang!”
Splash! Spluuurt!
Her pussy was no longer satisfied with simply dripping. With every stroke of Gareth’s hand it violently squirted. Several times the spray reached my feet. Her body had completely surrendered to obscene heat.
“Whoa! I might end up soaking the customer’s feet at this rate. Lady Lucrezia, what an unbelievably lewd cunt. More than any whore I’ve ever known!”
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
“Haahk! Haahk! Ahhng! Uuugh! Ngh! Hngh!”
Her curling toes, flushed face, panting tongue, trembling body—every signal was being read by Gareth. He had completely abandoned politeness. He pistoned her pussy like a madman while shouting directly into her ear.
“Cum! Cum! Cum, you whore with this filthy cunt! Go ahead and cum on a male whore’s hand!!”
“Haaung… hngh… if you say that… haah…! I don’t like it… not in front of Kael…! Hngh…”
“Cum!!”
Schlick! Schlick! Squish! Squish!
Splurt! Spluuurt!
“Haahk! Haahk! Hngh… uugh…! Nooo…!”
Schlick! Schlick! Squish! Squish!
Splurt! Spluuurt!
“Hngh! Haaaang! Haauung!”
“Huff… huff… huuuu…!”
Gareth was breathing hard. The muscular man was panting from the intensity with which he had been stirring her insides, yet Lucrezia only sprayed her juices a few times and moaned. She never fully came.
“Huu……”
She simply leaned against Gareth’s body, breathing faintly. I could sense both disappointment and emptiness from him. He gently stroked the Lucrezia who rested against him but did nothing more.
Is it… over?
As that thought crossed my mind, Oscar’s voice reached me.
“My, my. That side’s completely heated up. Shall we put in some effort too, Miss Eleanor?”
“Heh…?”
While I had been watching Lucrezia, what exactly had Oscar done to Eleanor?
Eleanor’s face was on the verge of total collapse. Her eyes were narrowed to slits, pupils wandering aimlessly through empty space. Hot steam visibly poured from her mouth, and her entire body glistened with oil. The towel that had once covered her lower half after Oscar had fondled her breasts was now completely gone.
In short, she lay completely naked before him.
And Oscar…
Throb!
His cock stood fully erect beneath his towel as he moved between her legs.
“Hehe. Miss Eleanor, since I’ve thoroughly loosened your breasts, it’s time to massage your lower half. With my proud massage rod, of course.”
Oscar glanced at me.
As if to say, If you’re going to stop me, do it now.
And I…
Gulp.
Simply swallowed and remained silent.
It won’t be penetration… it can’t be… Madam said…
Never perform any act a guest does not desire…
She had definitely said that. But… had I specifically told him not to insert it?
I don’t know anymore.
My head spun. Everything felt hazy and distant, like a dream. The sight of Oscar moving between Eleanor’s legs seemed unreal.
Grab!
Oscar seized one of Eleanor’s legs where she lay and lifted it straight up. Her pussy, now fully exposed between her spread legs, was completely revealed to him.
Given Eleanor’s current state, it was surely releasing hot steam along with thick, obscene nectar. It was a sight I had seen dozens of times—my own private landscape. But at this moment, it no longer belonged to me.
Squeeze!
“Hyeeet!”
“No matter how many times I touch them, these tits are still unbelievable.”
With his other hand Oscar grabbed her breast roughly. Her already hypersensitive body instantly sprayed nectar from her pussy and trembled violently.
“Oh dear! You’ve soaked my leg… Miss Eleanor, that was quite the naughty prank. I think you need a little punishment. Hehe.”
Oscar gripped her leg and breast like handles and thrust his hips forward.
Splat!
“Huaaaaah! Uughk! Uuugh! Haaaaah!”
Eleanor instantly came, spraying insane amounts of nectar from her pussy.