Incestuous Flesh Massaged Ch. 01

"Bend over," I told my half-sister.

Lee did and I flipped up the short skirt, the purple cloth revealing her naked rump. The woman gasped. Lee's shaved pussy was on display between her legs, her pussy lips peeking out her tight vulva. I could see the end of a butt plug buried between her butt-cheeks, a little light blinking.

A Bluetooth vibrator.

I massaged along her slit, feeling her juices, making my sister quiver. I massaged her hot flesh, loving it. Her cream flowed. Her clit grew hard and her cuntlips grew engorged. The naughty slut whimpered.

"See, we just do this," I said. "Just stroking around your pussy lips. No penetration. But this is a place that needs relaxation, too. It relieves so much stress to stroke around your pussy lips, massaging your vulva and pudenda."

"Oh, so no deep tissue massages or anything?" the woman said, her cheeks flaming. She quivered. She had this look in her eyes like she couldn't believe that she was seeing this.

"Oh, this?" I asked and thrust my fingers into my little sister's pussy. The woman had no idea Lee and I were related. That we were committing incest right before her eyes. Lee whimpered, her cunt squeezing down me. "Well, prostitution's illegal. We can't charge for this sort of service. Of course, if you and your masseuse just happen to decide to take things further, well, we're all consenting adults."

"Oh, my," the woman repeated again. She glanced at the massages. Her lips moved as she read them.

"I like the blindfold massage," Lee whimpered, her pussy squeezing around my fingers as they kept pumping in and out of her. "You don't know where they come from. Just massaging you from every direction."

"Mmm, Nuru massage," said Stefani. She came up and pulled my robe open to show off more of my breasts. "Just imagine this sexy beauty, covered in slippery oil, massaging your entire body at once. Just rubbing on you. It's a treat that every woman needs."

The customer swallowed. She rubbed her hands together, a wedding ring flashing on her finger. I bet her husband didn't know how to please that fine body. Most men didn't seem to know, or care, about giving a woman pleasure. My brother had inspired a lot of guys he knew to please women, especially their mothers, sisters, and daughters.

But there was only so much he could do.

The woman licked her lips. She rubbed her hands together. I could see it in her eyes: she was on the verge of surrender or flight. She trembled. I pumped my fingers faster and faster in and out of my sister's pussy. What would she choose?

Would she flee out the door, or would she surrender to the promise of passion?

My pussy burned. My cream ran down my legs. I shuddered at the tension in the air. My nipples throbbed. Stefani groped my tits while Lee whimpered. Her hips wiggled, stirring around my fingers in her cunt's depths.

Then the woman glanced at me. Her brown eyes were glassy. She licked her plump lips. Her eyes glanced down at my fingers plunging into my little sister's cunt. The woman drew in a deep breath, her breasts swelling her blouse.

"I... I will take the nuru massage!"

"Great!" Lee moaned. She pulled away from me, her pussy sliding off my fingers. "Let me just ring you up, Mistress."

"Mistress?" the woman moaned.

Lee grinned. "We're here to serve you." My sister winked. "If you need any sort of service, well..."

The woman shuddered as Lee licked her lips.

"I will get the room set up," I told the woman. "Lee will lead you back when you're all set." Then I sucked my sister's juices off of my fingers. The woman quivered as I savored my little sister's tangy treat.

I shuddered at the incestuous thrill. She had no idea the things we were doing. It was incredible. My heart hammered and my own cunt was on fire. Juices dripped down my thighs as I sauntered to the massage room, leaving behind the reception room, heading down a small hallway. I passed the doors, Juana and her sister Carmelita already working with clients according to the locks reading "Occupied" in bright green.

I headed into my room, a nervous thrill ran through me. My first paid customer. I had been going to massage school all year to prepare for this. I had my license and I was ready to please women with my hands.

To give them such a naughty treat.

I readied the nuru, a thick, slippery oil made from seaweed. It had a neutral smell. It was an amazing thing. It coated your body and made everything so slick. I warmed it up in a small microwave, getting it up to room temperature. I lit candles and a sandalwood incense stick. The aroma filled the room as I waited for the woman to arrive.

I surveyed the room. My massage table was rolled into the corner. For this, I had inflated an air mattress. It was easier using it for this form of massage than a traditional table. There was a small triptych for the client to disrobe behind. There were towels on a shelf, though this massage required us both to be naked. Still, giving her the illusion of privacy when stripping naked would help to alleviate her nervousness.

A moment later, there was a knock. Lee then opened the door, a bright smile on her face. "Now Zoey's going to make you feel incredible. Trust me, she's got magic fingers."

"Yes, I noticed," the blushing housewife said as she entered the room, her body trembling.

"Well, enjoy," Lee purred. She winked at me then closed the door.

A shudder ran through me. "Well, uh..." I flushed. "I'm sorry, I didn't get your name."

"Olivia," she said, her hands clutching the strap of her purse as she shifted. Her wedding ring glinted in the candlelight. "Olivia Wright."

"Well, Olivia," I said, "just strip naked behind the partition, then lie down on your belly on the air mattress, and we'll get started.

"Oh, okay." Her cheeks blushed. "Naked? My panties and bra, too?"

"You don't want to ruin them," I said. "The oil's going to be going everywhere." I winked at her as I stirred my finger through the bowl of the nuru gel.

She swallowed then darted behind the screen. She hung her purse from the corner. I shuddered as I heard the sound of clothing rustling. I bit my lip, picturing her naked body, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. She was a gorgeous woman. I knew from making love with my mother and aunt the delights of a mature beauty.

My tongue flicked across my lips as she draped her blouse over the triptych, covering the picture of blossoming orchids, a rainbow of beautiful hues. I took a deep breath, my nipples poking hard against the silk robe. Her skirt appeared. I could see the top of her head shifting.

I almost whimpered as her bra came next, the cups were a light beige and trimmed in an exciting amount of lace. Her head vanished, and I could hear the glide of cloth sliding down skin. I clenched my hands, a hot thrill ran through me.

Her panties joined her bra, pale pink.

Her head peeked around the side. Her eyes were wide. Her cheeks were red. "No towel or anything?"

"Olivia," I purred, unbelting my robe and opening it, "I'm going to rub my body into yours." I felt her eyes on my young, toned body. I worked out every day to stay lithe and limber, fit and trim. My big breasts heaved as I slipped the silk off my body, revealing myself to her. "You have to be naked for that. Trust me. There's nothing sexual about a nuru massage."

She swallowed, her cheeks red. She knew I was lying, but she grasped at it to soothe her nervousness. She sidled out from behind the partition, her right arm covering her tits, a dark-pink nipple peeking past her fingers, her left hand covering her pussy, cupping her mound. Brown hairs peeked out around the sides. She looked so vulnerable. Her lips plump. Her nose bold. Her cheeks red. She had a cute dimple in her chin.

I sauntered to her and took her right hand, pulling it away from her round breasts. They were lovely, a little sag, but still beautiful. They jiggled as I led her away from the triptych. I stared into her eyes and kept smiling.

"It's just us girls," I purred. "Relax."

She swallowed. "Okay."

When she reached the air mattress, she slipped down on it. It crinkled and the vinyl squeaked against her skin. Her ass was bubbly and cute. Her legs were lithe. She had a faint tan, this poor woman needed to get more sun, but it was only on her legs and arms. She wasn't out in her bathing suit drinking in the California rays last summer.

I knelt by her. She had her head resting on the purple vinyl mattress, her eyes locked on me. I grabbed the bowl and moved it closer. Then I dipped my fingers into the clear gel. I pulled them out. Nuru gel was so sticky that it spilled down in a solid sheet from my hand. I brought it to my breasts, letting it spill over me. I groaned at the warm contact of the gel on my nipples. I spilled it down my belly towards my shaved pussy.

"You have a unicorn tattoo," the woman said. Then she squeezed her eyes shut.

I smiled, glancing down at my white unicorn prancing along my shaved pudenda. "Mmm, I do. You can look. I don't mind."

Her eyes opened. She shifted on the air mattress as my hands coated my body. I worked the gel into my flesh. I shuddered, rubbing my stomach, sliding my hands down to my pubic mound. I brushed my unicorn, caressing the tattoo's horn. The warm gel dribbled across my pussy lips. My hand spread it to my thighs. It coated me. I glistened, feeling the thick layer of the naughty substance adorning my body.

Covered, I moved over her. The air mattress dimpled beneath my slick knees. I leaned over her, my hands rubbing her back. "I'm just going to press my body into yours," I purred. "This is an ancient, Japanese massage method. Just relax, okay?"

"Okay," she whimpered as I pressed my tits into her back.

She groaned at the contact of my large, pillowy mounds and hard nipples. My buds throbbed. Pleasure rippled through me, shooting down to my pussy. I pressed my weight down on her, settling my crotch against her rump, feeling her pleasing curve. I nuzzled into her ear, nudging aside her hair.

"Just relax and enjoy," I purred.

I slid my breasts up and down her back, lifting my ass up in the air. My nipples throbbed as they caressed her supple skin. I coated her in the slippery gel. There was almost no friction. My boobs glided across her flesh with ease.

My pussy grew hotter and hotter, drinking in the tingles from my nipples. I pressed my pussy into her ass every time I slid my tits up her back. For a moment, my clit rubbed against her bubbly butt, giving me a quick taste of passion.

Then I slid back down her, caressing her with my boobs. I shuddered, the tingles racing through my body. My nipples twitched and throbbed against her back. This wicked heat built and built inside of me as I massaged her.

"Oh, this is... this is nice," Olivia purred. She shifted beneath me, squirming her shoulders.

Massaging my nubs.

"I told you," I purred, settling my weight on her. This time I massaged her rump with my slick groin. I ground my clit against her ass, my hips wiggling. I nuzzled into her ear again, licked her lobe. "Just relax and let my body take away all your strain."

"Uh-huh," she groaned, trembling beneath me. Her hips wiggled, rubbing her rump into my clit.

Sparks flew through me.

I shuddered, loving this naughty massage. Heat rippled through my body. I bit my lip, my cunt growing hotter and hotter. These wonderful sensations rippled through my body. My heart hammered in my chest. My nipples throbbed against her back. I ground on her, massaging her. I loved the feel of her beneath me.

My passion built and built, but this was just a preview. The true delight was about to begin.

"Now," I purred, lifting my burning body from her flesh, her back coated in the slick gel, "roll over. It's time to do your front."

"Oh, wow," she whimpered. "Really. That... that..."

"Don't you want me to relax you?" I asked, my gel-coated tits swaying above her. She looked at me over her shoulder, shifting on the air mattress. I grinned at her, my brassy hair falling about my face. "Don't you want to achieve that... climatic moment of relaxation."

She let out a groan. The sexy, married woman turned over. Her breasts jiggled, gravity pulling them into two plump mounds. Her nipples thrust hard. She licked her lips as she twitched. I grinned at her and pushed my right leg between her thighs, pushing them apart.

Then my left leg slid in.

I lowered myself down to her body, my pussy burning. I stared into her brown eyes as my breasts kissed hers. My slick belly rubbed against her flat stomach. My pubic mound pressed against hers. Her ticklish bush caressed my shaved pudenda. My pussy lips and clit drank in the sensation.

"Oh, my," she gasped as I wiggled my hips, grinding my clit against hers. "I... I..."

"Mmm, just enjoy the massage," I told her, staring into her eyes as I squirmed my body against hers.

I tribbed her.

The married woman shuddered beneath me as I rubbed our pussies together. My slippery nipples slid across her breasts. They brushed her hard nubs. Sparks burst through me. The hot embers landed in my molten pussy, joining the heat churned by my clit rubbing into her pussy lips.

Her silky pubic hair teased the shaved folds of my pussy as I flexed my ass. I ground into her, massaging her bud. She gasped and moaned, pleasure spilling across her face. She squirmed beneath me, increasing the delight.

"Mmm, yes, yes," I purred. "Don't you just feel more and more relaxed."

"I feel something," the woman groaned. "I can't believe this is happening."

"Just enjoy it," I purred, staring into her eyes. This intimacy built between us. I shuddered, grinding on her pussy. My forehead pressed against her temple. My nose brushed her. I felt her breath washing across my face, hot and excited. "Enjoy your massage."

"Yes!" she whimpered, her hips moving. Her pupils dilated, her eyes growing so dark.

Her hands found their way to my back. She stroked me as we tribbed. Our clits and pussies rubbed together. I shuddered, massaging her. I kept staring into her eyes as I brought us both closer and closer towards that shuddering moment of pure relaxation.

She groaned. She gasped. She quivered beneath me. My pussy grew hotter. My juices leaked out of me. Did she feel the heat of my passion? Did she feel my cream dribbling out of me and coating her juicy twat? Her silky pubic hairs rubbed against me now while her slippery body squirmed beneath me.

Her hands moved down my back.

"Oh, Zoey!" she gasped, trembling beneath me. Her hands grabbed my ass. She squeezed me, pulling me tight. "I've never... never had a female masseuse. This... this..."

"But you've always wanted a woman to... massage you," I purred, grinding my clit against hers.

"I've thought about it!" she moaned. Her fingers bit into my rump. "I've been getting more and more curious and... and... Yes!"

She achieved relaxation.

Her body quivered beneath mine. Her pussy felt hotter. Her juices bathed my clit. Our nipples kissed, throbbed. Her lips found mine. She kissed me with hungry passion. I shuddered against her, trembling atop her.

My clit brushed hers.

Sparks exploded.

I joined her in relaxation. I trembled atop her. I squirmed and groaned, grinding into her. My tongue dueled with hers. My lips moved atop hers. This was so wild. I shuddered as we both groaned and gasped. I dueled with her. I caressed her, feasted on her. Our tongues darted together. They danced and dueled.

We pleased each other.

It was incredible to feel. Waves of rapture washed out of my spasming pussy. My juices gushed out of me. I trembled on her, groaning in the kiss. She whimpered beneath me, fingers gripping my rump as we both trembled through our orgasmic rapture.

She broke the kiss, her eyes wild. She whimpered as she squirmed beneath me. Her tongue darted over her lips. Her eyes danced around. She rubbed her nose against mine. I grinned at her, loving the passion in her eyes.

"Oh, Zoey!" she moaned, still squirming, rubbing our pussies together. "I want... I want..."

"What?" I asked. "You want us to do some consenting behavior?"

She nodded her head.

"I know what you want," I purred, shifting on her. I could feel the passion brimming in her. I turned around on her body, the nuru gel slicking the way.

The air mattress groaned beneath us as I turned all the way around, straddling her head, my large breasts rubbing into her flat stomach. I stared down at her soaked bush. It half-hid the thick folds of her pussy. I grinned as I smelled the mix of our pussy juices on her. Her spicy cunt mixed with my tangy twat.

My mouth watered.

"Oh, my," she groaned as she stared up at my shaved pussy.

I leaned down to give her a wicked tongue massage. Maybe we should add that to the list. Just licking a woman's entire body. It would be hot. I groaned, salivating, then buried my face into her furry muff.

I licked through her folds, my tart juices mixed with her spicy musk. I soaked her when I came. The married woman squirmed beneath me, Her breast rubbed into my belly while my nipples throbbed against hers. Her breath caressed my pussy as I plunged my tongue into her spicy depths.

I only tasted her.

She groaned and quivered beneath me. Her hands grabbed my rump again. She pulled me tight against her. A tremble raced through her body. A throaty groan rose from her lips. Then the married woman took her first lick of a woman's pussy.

My pussy.

I shuddered atop her as her tongue brushed over my clit then teased the folds of my pussy. I moaned into her snatch, my tongue buried deep in her. I wiggled around in her as she dove in for a second lick. A third. She caressed my pussy.

"That's good," she groaned. Her tongue fluttered through my folds. "Oh, Zoey, that's really good."

"Mmm, it is," I purred and then sucked on her pussy lips, her soaked pubic hair tickling my face.

She shuddered beneath me, her fingers biting into my rump. She thrust her tongue into my depths, stirring it around in me. I groaned. My eyes fluttered as the heat billowed through my body. I shuddered on top of her, my eyes blinking fast.

This was an incredible delight that swelled through me. Her tongue stirred me up. She caressed my pussy lips, her fingers digging into my rump. I groaned into her snatch, licking and nibbling. I teased her pussy lips and clit.

She squealed when I sucked on her bud.

"Zoey!" she moaned between hungry licks. "Ooh, yes, yes. I like that. That's great."

Her lips found my clit.

We sucked on each other, her bold nose rubbing into my pussy folds. I quivered atop her, another wonderful orgasm building and building in the depths of my cunt. I squirmed atop her, grinding my pussy into her face.

My juices flowed out of my snatch as she nursed on my bud. She sucked and nibbled, copying me. I taught her how to love cunt. I circled her clit with my tongue. I teased her with my fluttering caresses. She quivered beneath me, her breasts rubbing against mine.

I plunged my tongue into her spicy depths.

Her tongue buried into my twat.

I nibbled on her labia; she nibbled on mine.

We loved each other. Her spicy cream filled my mouth over and over. I gulped down her pussy juices, savoring this married woman. Her fingers dug into my rump, holding me tight while our slippery bodies squirmed together.

Her nipples rubbed into my belly. Mine ached against her stomach. I whimpered; she groaned. Our tongues caressed the other's snatch. We teased each other. Drove each other wild. Her licking grew bold, frantic.

Her tongue fluttered over my folds.

"Oh, yes, Olivia!" I moaned, trembling on her. "Just like that. I'm going to... to..."

"Cum?" she asked. "Make me cum, Zoey! I'll make you explode!"

"Yes," I whimpered, my fingers moving.