A massage

"I'm a little sore from carrying you all the way here," You say, turning around.

"Okay, I guess that's the least I can do," Elise replies. She places her soft hands on shoulders and begins massaging them. "Wow, your skin feels so much better, and you have such big muscles," she admires. Although shorter than her, you are easily twice as wide at the shoulders.

"It's from carrying my bag literally all the time," you reply with a smile. You can tell she is impressed with your physique as she rubs your shoulders, back, and biceps. "Let's go out and you can do my legs too." She blushes bright red, but doesn't argue.

As you step out, you get the first good look at each other completely naked. Her breasts are shapely and look as if they were made just for your hands. Meanwhile, you can feel her eyes running up and down your body almost hungrily. She quickly looks away then bends down to massage your calves and thighs. Her face is just inches away from your fully erect cock, and she is trying desperately not to stare at it.

"Okay, how's that?" She asks.

"There's just one more part that's still stiff," you reply with a smile. "But if your hands are tired, you can use something else." Even though you know she has been aroused from running her hands all over your body, you are still scared that she might refuse. Instead, she runs her hand a few times up and down the length of your shaft before placing her lips over it. Hesitantly, she closes her eyes and begins slowly moving her head forward, brushing her lips against your cock. You let out a soft moan of pleasure which spurs her on. As she bobs her head faster and faster, you feel yourself about to cum. Quickly, you place both hands on her cheeks to stop her, then pull out, spraying all across her face and hair.

"That was amazing," you gasp.

She smiles up at you dreamily.