A Full Body Massage makes Sex more Exciting
And tonight Chana and Jonas are treating each other.
He poured oil onto his hands, rubbing them together to warm it before placing his hands on her back, and sliding them over her skin.
Chana loved Jonas’ massages. He knew where to apply pressure and where to lightly dance across her skin with his fingertips, loosening tense muscles and stirring sleepy nerves in turn.
His hands stroked over her shoulders, and down either side of her back. They slipped between her buttocks to tease around the edges of her pussy, and ran down her legs in strong smooth strokes.
He nuzzled into her neck. “Time to turn over.”
She did, her nipples pebbling with the sudden cold.
“Mmm… Better warm them up,” Jonas teased, leaning over to take a nipple between his teeth, tugging gently before circling it with his tongue and then sucking it into his mouth.
“Oh!” Chana moaned, already wet between her thighs.
Jonas poured some more oil into his hands, warming it again before sliding it over Chana’s breasts. She closed her eyes, focusing on the sensations building in her body as his hands stroked and caressed her skin, the stress of the week fading away under his expert touch. She moaned as his hands slid between her thighs again, so close to her pussy, which ached for his touch.
She spread her legs, and he rewarded her with a kiss on her clit, eliciting a groan.
“Oh, you’re a tease,” she complained, grinning up at him.
“Can’t give in too soon.” He laughed. “Don’t want to rush such a special evening.”
He pulled her up so she was sitting and handed her the jar. Chana had been looking forward to this bit, massaging every inch of her lover’s body, letting her fingers roam into every crease and crevice, over every muscle.
He lay on his stomach, and she brushed his long hair to one side, starting with his shoulders and working her way down his body, as he had worked his way down hers.
When she was done he rolled over, and she massaged his chest, his abs his thighs, teasing around his cock just as he had teased her pussy, accidentally-on-purpose bumping it as she stroked his stomach, and his hips, leaning forward to nudge it, every so gently, with her nose, loving the way it twitched when she did so.
“You’re beautiful,” Jonas said as she finished, his voice husky.
“So are you.” She smiled, and pulled him up to stand. She tilted her chin up to meet his kiss. He ran his fingers through her hair, deepening their kiss as their tongues met, and Chana pressed her body against his.
“Let me worship you,” she whispered, kneeling before him and taking his cock in her mouth.
He groaned, holding her gaze as she licked him from base to tip, circling the head a couple of times before opening her mouth to take him deep.
“Oh, Chana.” His words were breathy, spurring her on as she bobbed up and down, increasing in speed and depths as he gasped his pleasure.
“Stop.” He put a hand on her shoulder. “Wait. If you keep going, I’ll come, and I need to worship you first.”
She grinned, stretching up to kiss him as he scooped her up and lay her down on the bed. He pushed her so she lay on her back, and covered her body with his, his tongue exploring her mouth as his cock rubbed against her cleft.
She spread her legs again, tilting her hips so her pussy rubbed against his cock.
“Not yet.” He groaned, sliding down her body. “Let me finish what I’ve started.” He kissed her jawline, her neck, taking time to suck and nibble on her nipples, kneading her breasts in his hands as he did so. He kissed his way across her stomach, nudging at her clit with his nose before exploring her folds with his tongue, delving deep into her pussy as he circled her clit with his thumb.
Chana groaned. She’d never felt so turned on, never had a build up to sex like this before. That massage had been a brilliant idea waking up her body to what was to come made this the most incredible sexual experience of her life.
Jonas kissed her thigh as his fingers slipped between her legs to take over where his tongue has been, and when he pressed the lightest of kisses against her clit her whole body jolted.
He kissed her stomach, just above her pubic hair, returning again to her clit, lapping and sucking, then kissing her skin again, the alternating kisses somehow sending her wild.
“Fuck, Jonas.” She writhed under his administrations, as wave after wave of pleasure shot up through her body. “Fuck. That’s so, fucking, good.”
She closed her eyes as an orgasm tore through her body, crying out her pleasure loud enough she wouldn’t be surprised if the neighbours heard.
Jonas kissed his way back up her body, pausing just long enough to roll a condom over his erection before his tongue delved in her mouth and she wrapped her legs around his hips. His cock slid inside her, making her groan again as she was deliciously stretched.
“You feel so good.” He whispered the words, his voice husky, and Chana clung to him as he thrust inside her, deeper and faster as she urged him on.
It didn’t take long for Chana to come again, and Jonas wasn’t far behind, grunting as he climaxed.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, as he brushed her hair from her face.
“So are you,” she replied, pulling him close for another kiss. “I loved the massage.”
He grinned. “I’m glad. So did I.”
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