Wicked massage

My girlfriend Louise is looking at me as if I was a chocolate ice cream cone. She offered to give me a message, but the catch is that I have to get naked first. Not that it is all that much of a catch. Louise and I have had sex before and we have seen each other naked. Nevertheless, I am blushing more than I have ever did and I feel like that I could burn up at any second. I am ecstatic, excited and even a little bit scared. I want nothing else but to make love with my new girlfriend all night. That thought alone allows me to stand up from the bed and kick off my shoes.

"And it isn't even my birthday," I jibed with an evil smile on my face.

"It will be your birthday eventually," Louise reasoned while shrugging her shoulders. "You might as well dress for it."

"If you insist," I gave in while slowly sliding my slinky red dress down my body. While I was doing this, I watched my sweetie lightly chew on her lower lip. I decided to give the young lady a real thrill and blow her kiss which made her eyes pop open and her breath catch in her throat. I grinned wildly when I saw the effect I was having on my girlfriend. Once my dress was past my shoulders, I simply let it hit the floor. My breath was already speeding up to dangerous levels as I reached for my bra to let my B cup breasts loose. I could not take my eyes off of the tempest Louise as I slid my panties down to seal the deal.

"Let's get that massage, beautiful," Louise ordered while getting up from the bed and placing her hand on my shoulder.

"Not so fast!" I barked.

"What's wrong?" Louise wondered.

"I showed you mine," I pointed out. "Don't you think that it is only fair that you showed me yours?"

"Yes, that would be fair," Louise agreed while untying the strap that held up her silver dress. When the dress came down, I saw that my vision of loveliness was not wearing any underwear at all.

"Why, you vixen you!" I teased while feasting my eyes on my lady's naked body and especially her luscious D cup breasts.

"I didn't want underwear getting in my way in case we got to this point," Louise explained. "Now get on the table and lay on your stomach."

I quickly climbed on the table to comply with my beautiful girlfriend's request. I rested my head on a pillow to get comfortable. I can see Louise walking to the side of the table and opening a red bottle so she can coat her hands with the oil inside. I thought that my beau was going going to start massaging my back, but she didn't. She started with my right foot. She rubbed the gaps in between my toes which caused me to laugh a little.

"Oh, is my girlfriend ticklish there?" Louise laughed.

"It looks like I am," I answered while shrugging my shoulders.

"That's interesting!" Louise cackled. "Now I'll know what to do if you ever get out of line."

"I wouldn't dare!" I promised. "I wouldn't want to do anything to make you mad."

"Smart woman," Louise joked.

Louise tried to massage the soles of my feet, but it turned out that there was not a place on my feet that was not ticklish. I could hear my steady make some sort of unintelligible noise behind me. I could tell that she was filing away each one of my ticklish spots in her mind just in case she felt naughty in the distant future. I made it a point to try to hold back my laughter as much as I could even though I knew that it was going to be difficult since every one of Louise's touches lights a fire in me.

She is now massaging my legs. My honey knows just where to touch me to get the most rise out of me. My angel knows how to work my muscles into their proper places. My breath has definitely sped up ever since Louise started this massage. I could not help but start moaning when my lover moved the massage to my ass. It is as if I am a lump of clay helpless to resist the artist's will. A warm feeling went through my whole body when Louise started manipulating my back. That is definitely the part that my sweetie spent the most time on because of the injury that I have just healed from. My babe ended the first stage of the massage by rubbing the kinks out of my neck. I could feel a sense of urgency when she gave me a command after that.

"Turn over."

I turned over and waited for what would come next. I gasped loudly and my eyes expanded to spaghetti plates when Louise climbed on top of me. The hot minx gave me a kiss designed to suck the life out of me. As the kiss dragged on, my honey probed my mouth with her tongue and I used mine to wrestle with hers. I could not help but let out a muffled moan during the kiss. Unfortunately, a person can only go without oxygen for so long so we had to break the kiss.

"Oh, I love it when you do that!" I proclaimed.

"I bet that you will really love it when I do this," Louise guessed while rubbing my breasts.

"Yyyyyeeesssss!" I sighed with very little breath.

Louise would not only rub my breasts, but she would gently twist my nipples to really send me into orbit. I started screaming when Louise started sucking on my breasts. When the angel got tired of that, she opened my legs and ate me out. Louise just might make me insane if she keeps this up much longer.

"DON'T YOU DARE STOP!" I commanded with much urgency.

Once Louise knew that I was her prisoner of love, she stuck two of her bent fingers inside my love box and started jerking them back and forth. I knew that was not going to be long before I exploded.

"UGH!" I cried.

"Are you gonna' cum for me, baby?" Louise sadistically wondered.

"YEESSSS!"

"Have you ever squirted during an orgasm before?" Louise pestered.

"NO!" I loudly confessed.

"There is a first time for everything for everything," Louise pointed out while wearing an evil grin. "I want you to squirt for me."

"NNERRRRGHHHH!" I screamed as my orgasm hit me and my body went into powerful convulsions which caused my eyes to roll to the back of my head.

Louise always did get whatever she wanted. My body started flopping up and down and I looked just like a lewd fountain as the juice from my vagina sprayed out. Some of it even hit the floor. When I was all done, I could do nothing until my breathing and heart rate came back down to normal levels. Only one thought entered my mind after that.

"That was the best massage that I have ever had!" I told my girlfriend.

"I aim to please," Louise replied. "Would you like to try out the hot tub next?"

"That sounds nice," I agreed.

Louise brought the champagne bucket with her as we walked out onto the balcony and I pulled the ornamental privacy screen. Louise turned on the tub and we both sank into the warm bubbling water. I felt such a great feeling of security when the water caressed my muscles. It felt nice to drink the champagne with my special someone. I guess I am getting used to drinking **** since I did not **** on it this time. I felt even better when my beautiful girlfriend kissed me.

"Now that we are girlfriends, you might as well move in with me," Louise offered.

"Are you sure that Luc would be okay with that?" I probed.

"I have already spoke to him about that and he said that he would be very happy if you came to live with us," Louise revealed.

"That's great because I love Luc too!" I cried out in glee. "I would love to help you take care of him."

"I am very glad that you said that because I could never be with anyone who did not love my son," Louise cautioned. "There is something that happened in the restaurant that I am curious about."

"Yeah?" I shuddered because I was afraid of what my steady was going to ask me.

"Why did you run into the bathroom when you started to cry?" Louise asked. "Were you ashamed?"

"I have always felt bad about crying in public," I revealed.

"You shouldn't be embarrassed about that especially after everything that you have been through," Louise mentioned while patting my back.

"I am glad that you feel that way," I commented with a smile.

"On a brighter note, I would like to fulfill any of your wildest fantasies tonight since we are celebrating us becoming girlfriends," Louise offered. "Is there anything special that you would like me to do?"

"Hm..." I murmured as I thought about all of the wicked dreams floating in my head.