Day 2- Morning (con’t)

“For the next part of the massage, I will need to climb onto the table to better leverage my weight.” Without waiting for a reply, Jack proceeds to hoist his overweight frame onto the flimsy massage table, the plastic contraption creaking dangerously under his bulk.

Kneeling over Samus’s ass, he gives her body a few perfunctory touches before moving on to his master plan. “You’ve got a lot of fatigue accumulated in your lower body. More than my hands can deal with. I’ll need to use a special tool to alleviate the stress.”

“I see.” Hazy from the sweet aromatherapy, Samus agrees, but when she feels something hard and hot plop between her ass cheeks, she can’t help but yelp, “What is that?”

“Heh, no need to worry, it’s just my special massage rod.” Jack reassures her, even as his dick throbs against her plump buns.

“But it’s so warm.”

“Of course, all massage implements are warmed for our customers' comfort, just like the towels and oil.” The masseuse lies as easily as he breathes.

“Anyway, enough talk. Let me finish the massage.” With that, Jack takes two handfuls of Samus’s butt flesh and gives it a powerful knead, causing the blonde to let out another squeal.

“Wha… Hey… Don’t touch my bum…” Samus protested weakly.

“That’s where all the stress is located.” Jack huffs as he continues to sandwich his erection in her rump, using his ‘massage’ to jerk himself off.

His labored grunts fill the room and though Samus mistakes it for the effort he’s exerting in giving the massage, to any bystander, it was unmistakably the sound of a man receiving immense pleasure.

“Oh yeah!” Jack moaned as he slid his cock back and forth in Samus’s ass crack.

The oil combined with his kneading motions made his dick feel like it was enveloped in a warm, tight tunnel, not too dissimilar to a vagina. The little gasps she let out as her body shook under his only added to the illusion that he was really fucking her. At this point, he had abandoned all pretense of a massage, solely focusing on getting himself off using the blonde’s fat ass.

Squelch! Squelch! The thick, wet sounds of flesh against flesh intensified as Jack added another fresh helping of oil, squeezing the bottle over her bum until a clear sheen coated every inch of flesh.

“Are… you.. almost… done…” Samus gasped out.

Ugh! He’s putting all his weight on my body… This feels so disgusting, the way he’s manhandling my butt. Just endure it Samus, it’s part of the massage…

“Yeah, yeah.” Sensing that his time to **** the girl unknowingly was coming to an end, Jack sped up his thrusts until he felt the familiar tingling in his balls. “I’m gonna put some cream on you now! For your complexion!”

With a final grunt, he came, splattering his thick, gooey cum across Samus’s back. His yellowish gunk oozed down her unblemished skin and smooth shoulders, staining the blonde with his color.

What was that? The cream? Huh? It stinks!

As his sperm cooled, its fishy odor began to permeate the room, overpowering even the hypnotic floral scent.

‘Oh shit!’ Jack realized as he hurriedly began rubbing his spunk into Samus’s skin, wincing slightly as he was **** to touch his own goo. ‘Dammit, if only I had a bit more time…’

With the evidence of his misdeeds successfully concealed, he quickly left Samus to change, relishing in the one-sided knowledge that his cum was getting sealed against her body in her skintight suit.

Stepping back into the bright sunshine of the village, Samus stretched, putting her breasts prominently on display to a lucky passing villager.

Well, all in all, that wasn’t too bad. I do feel a little lighter. My body feels kinda gross though. I wonder if there’s anywhere around here I could take a shower…

Where does Samus go next?

-Does she look for a river/bathhouse to wash herself off?

-Decide to visit the grocer again?

-Or go somewhere new?