A massage!

I got excited when she said that. She'd been giving Zoe, and I honestly wanted to feel that too. I wondered if we had to get naked too...

"Sounds amazing!"

"It is amazing, you're gonna love it. Come, sit!"

She took me to the sofa, and she stood behind it.

"Oh. No bedroom? Should I take off my clothes?"

"No, this is different. It's a shoulder massage, you're gonna love it! Take off your shirt, yes! This is gonna be relaxing, so calm down and breathe."

I sat down, smiling, as she tied up her hair.

"Have you massaged Zoe today?"

"Oh, yeah. We had a really long session in the morning. We went out late because of it! I was... A little tired, but I feel great now. Are you ready?"

Zoe was watching from the armchair, and she gave me a double thumbs-up.

"Yes!"

"Great!"

I heard shifting of clothes behind me, and she suddenly blindfolded me using her top, tying it tightly. I could feel her smell on it, and it was such an intoxicating aroma.

"Now, I want you to focus on my hands and my voice, nothing else."

"Oh, that's why you're blind-"

"Ssh, only focus, Liam." She interrupted me and giggled. I followed her game and stopped talking. I was so excited!

"You'll love it" said Zoe, although her voice was now near Sarah. Behind her, maybe? "Don't worry, Liam, I won't bother you at all. I'll just play the music."

Then some relaxing music started playing. It was the perfect complement. I felt Sarah's fingertips gently brushing against my naked shoulders, and a pleasant tickle ran down my back. Her hands were indeed magical: they were so soft and so careful I could swear she was kneading the work stress off me.

"Does it feel good?" Sarah giggled "You can answer."

"Oh, yeah, so good..."

"It's about to get... Better."

She let out a quiet sigh as she pressed on my shoulders. She didn't move for some seconds, but she resumed soon. She added a rhythmic push, and her hands touched me a little more firmly, and it felt all much nicer. It was a slow but constant movement forward, and it made me realize how good a masseuse Sarah was.

"Ah... You were right, it's better now..."

"It feels so good, doesn't it?" Sarah said sweetly. Even her voice sounded..
Bumpy? A little intermittent, as if she was breathing heavily. It must've been the effort of the massage.

"Are you ok, Sarah?"

"Ssh, don't worry." She replied with an even sweeter tone. "I need to... Put some **** into it. But I'm... I'm enjoying it as well..."

She sounded really happy, so I kept on relaxing while my girlfriend's hands did wonders on my back.

I thought I could hear a wet slapping sound behind me, but it definitely was the music, as it included sounds of nature and stuff like that. My shoulders, back, and neck had never felt better as Sarah increased the rhythm of her pushes, and her grip on my body grew tighter. She was firm, but didn't hurt at all. She was enjoying it so much too, as I heard her sighing a bit!

"We're... We're almost there..." She said after several minutes. I was so delighted I didn't know if we had been there for ten minutes or an hour. It was a bummer the massage was getting to an end, but I understood it could be taxing on her. "Just... Oh, some more! We'll go harder, ok?"

"Yes, Sarah, harder..." I replied.

And goodness, she started going much harder. I felt she hit my back and shoulders in the precise place to relieve them of all stress.

"Yes! Let's finish deep!" I kinda got the impression she was way too excited, but I didn't mind.

She suddenly pressed into my back and the back of my neck really hard and stayed there. I swear to God I heard my back crack so good there. She remained pushing into me for a very long time, and her hands even trembled.

"Oh, god, yes... Yes... So... So good..." She moaned.

"Oh, yeah, Sarah... It was so, so good..." I agreed with her as we both sighed. There was some weird popping sound, then the music stopped, and Sarah removed her top from my face. "I love you so much, Sarah."

I leaned my head backwards, and saw her brief struggle as she put her massive boobs inside her top again. I honestly wanted a glimpse of her tits. She looked agitated, and was sweating even, but looked really happy. She leaned forward and kissed my lips upside down, like in that Spiderman movie.

"And I love you too, Liam." She said. Her huge tits were so close to my face, which made her giggle. "I have to get ready to go to Monica's, alright?"

"Sure. Thank you so much for the massage. I really appreciate it. I feel so relaxed now!"

"It's the least I could do for such a good boyfriend!"

"So that's what Zoe feels!"

Sarah laughed.

"Not quite, but yeah." She kissed me again before she went to the bathroom.

There, Zoe opened the door, as she was already inside —she must've entered at some point during the massage, and was waiting for Sarah to finish— and I could get a glimpse of her: she was wearing a black lace bra, and had my towel wrapped around her lower body. I couldn't stare much, out of respect of course, so I turned my head around right as Sarah went in and closed the door.

However, two images remained in my mind: first, Zoe's big, round breasts begging to be released from her bra, and her wide hips so tightly covered by my towel —wait, why was it my towel?—. And second, as Sarah walked in, swaying her hips so sexily, I thought I could see something on her inner thighs, as if she had spilled something in her shorts. It was just a fraction of a second, but I swear I saw something white and slimy running down her thigh.