The Massage Part 2

You hear the slick sounds of oily hands rubbing together. You then feel a dribble of the warm liquid touch your calf then wend its way up your leg...butt...back...then down the other side of your back, butt, and leg. Ending back at the calf. Peg then applies a drizzle along each our your arms, which lay limply at your sides.

"Okay Elsie, just follow my lead. Do what I do but in your own way. This will be like a dance." Peg whispers.

You feel their warm oiled hands cup the back of your lower leg. Methodically they push their way up, occasionally stopping to go along the sides. Right now they were just smoothing out the oil, coating your body in an even layer.

El does as she was told and mirrors your aunt's motions almost exactly. As Peg's skilled hands work your right side Elsie does the same on your left. For a time they continue doing what the had before, just rubbing their hands over your flesh, exploring and petting but this time with oil. The lubrication allowing them to press their palms a bit harder.

It feels simply wonderful. Some deep primal ape part of your brain lighting up from the skin to skin contact.

"Mmmmmm." You moan happily.

You hear El titter. "I think he likes it!"

You groan in a low grumbling voice. "Like it? El, I think I'm in heaven!"

"He he he." She giggles. "Can't wait for my turn."

"That will be another day my dear." Your aunt explains.

Once the the oil had been distributed, a few extra blobs added here and there, your aunt really gets to work.

Her hands grip around your leg just above the ankle, her thumbs pointing up your leg. "Okay Elsie, just like this. Do what I do. Not too hard though, we aren't going too deep today."

"Mmm hmm." El responds, you feel her copy her aunt.

Your aunt commences to truly massage you, her thumbs penetrating into your fatigued calf muscles. With a slow rhythmic motion she gradually works up to the fat part of your calf. El doing the same on the other side.

"Ohhhhhhh." You melt.

With firm strokes of their thumbs and a strong kneading with the base of their palms these two wonderful women work their way up your leg. Here and there they would stop to apply a bit more oil. Peg with easy motions and a soft whispered voice directs and teaches her niece. Elsie mirrors everything Peg does, though her hands are not as strong and less skillful. Even so, the result of your two halves being massaged at once is mind blowing.

"Ohhhhhmmm." You moan in utter bliss.

They give extra attention to your glutes. Their hands gripping, cupping, going up, going down, going inward, and going out, pulling cheeks apart and pushing them together, they massage you happy butt attentively. They find muscles in there you didn't even know you had in there! At one point each of them straddles a leg to get a different angle. Both their warm soft balls brush against the back of your leg, Elsie's steel hard shaft rubbing up and down as she worked your bum.

They then move up to your lower back. They were really starting to put their weight into it now. Pushing out the knots and tension of your back muscles with their gliding hands. They would do two or three long hard pushes then on the last one come back down with a sort of windshield washer motion with their thumbs.

The shift so they sat higher up the bed as they move to your upper back and shoulders. Peg leans down and kisses your cheek. "Doing okay Jesse?"

"Ohhhhh...yesssss." The word burbles lazily out of you. Okay? Fuck, okay didn't begin to describe how you were feeling.

"Okay, just tell us if anything doesn't feel good."

The knead the post workout stiffness from your upper back and the knots in your shoulders. Remembering once more the lesson of the omelette it dawns on you to use that same thinking here. You continue to stay relaxed, both mentally and physically, but you start to concentrate on exactly what you were feeling. You soon discover you could feel exactly where the fatigue of the workout had settled in. This allowed to savor the moments your sister and aunt worked on these places just that much more.

They rub your arms in the same unhurried and thorough pace, giving time and attention to your upper arm...lower arm...even your hands.

At this point you hear Peg whisper. "Okay, do what you want now. Anything at all. Have fun."

El giggles. "Mmm hmm." She then adds. "Whoo...I'm getting tired. This is hard work."

"Yes, but worth it."

"He he. Yeah."

Your aunts hands trace back up your arm and settle on your neck. With what felt like the skill of a master masseuse she begins working your neck and then even up onto your scalp! Her strong fingers hitting every little spot.

"Ohhhhhhhhmmmmm!" The noise floats from you.

El meanwhile had drifted back southward. She was no longer massaging but just...feeling. Her girlish curiosity about, and attraction to, a man's body getting the better of her. With her hands along your sides she traces up and down. Feeling the subtle shape of what V taper you possessed. How your body went from wider shoulders to narrower hips. No soft hourglass shape here. It was a man's shape, maybe not big and buff but definitely not feminine.

Her hands continue down the sides of your upper legs then back up along the hamstrings...then back to the butt once more. Her soft stroking after the hard massage just icing on the cake.

Your aunt's strong penetrating fingers finds every muscle and tendon in your head and neck, causing your eyes to roll back in delight. Before she finally stops. She pulls back, breaking contact with you. As she had made reference to, it was a bit jarring...that connection gone for a moment. Elsie too pulls away.

"You awake Jesse?" Peg's soft voice asks.

"Mmm hmm." You growl.

"Okay, flip over." She tells you.

You hesitate a moment. You were sporting a hard on every bit as stiff as Elsie's. No...be confident...take pride in yourself.

You roll over to your back. Peg helps you arrange your arms and legs out a bit and positions you just right.

You open your eyes and look at your sister who was waiting patiently to begin again. She was admiring you. You begin to admire her. Eighteen years old...her soft creamy body was so young and healthy. Her largish breasts almost defied gravity. Her pink nipples perky. Everything about Elsie was soft, soft and gentle and curvy. She wasn't plump yet she had just the right amount of padding in all the right places. Her tummy not trim and tight like her aunts, but a touch squishy. You desperately wanted to nuzzle into it, to kiss that cute little belly button of hers. Her hands and arms and shoulders delicate. Her legs shapely yet without a hint of visible muscle. Her hips wide, with a gentle round curve. The throbbing ten inch cock pointing toward the ceiling was hard to miss as well.

When she notices you looking at her she gazes up with those mystically dark eyes of hers.

There is a moment...a deep...powerful...magical...connecti...

You both tear your gaze away at the same time. Holy fuck, careful Jesse, careful. That's your sister there. Both of you, as if on cue, let out a nervous laugh.

Peg smiles and shakes her head. After what you learned about her and your mom she knew better than anyone what the pair of you were experiencing.

"Focus Elsie. Quit tempting her Jesse."

Again, both together in stereo, you each say. "Yes Ma'am." You laugh together once more.

Much like your back side they start by coating you in a layer of the mysterious smelling oils. By now the candles had been going for some time. With those and the oils and all of your natural sweat...a unique and sensual aroma filled the room. You could almost taste it. They are **** to work around your boner, but Peg does so as calmly and easily as if it was any other part of your body. Never once did she make you feel weird about it. El would stare at it sometimes, but the adoring look in her eyes made it far more flattering than embarrassing.

On your front they start at your thighs. Rubbing and working your tired quads. Once more they did the mirrored action thing they did on the back. Elsie's hands were tiring but they were now more practiced and confident. As thorough as ever the knead the heavy muscles of the quads then move up to your hips, finding some surprisingly sensitive areas along the way.

With a careful finger your aunt slides under your dick and lifts it from your stomach. It twitches then soon comes to rest. Holding it there they work your lower abs. Yes, they were thorough. They massage your abs and obliques, accidentally ticking you a few times. As you laugh so does El, responding to your sudden unexpected reaction.

As they work up your slick oily gleaming body you watch them, your eyes half closed. They looked at your body with such...such loving attention. Their efforts completely focused on your pleasure, on your joy. Such a selfless act. Peg would look up at your face every so often to make sure you were doing well, then return her attention to the part she was working on. What they were doing to your flesh was one thing, but there was another element to this that put it on a whole different level. Their attention and care penetrating beyond the physical. As if they weren't just attending to your weary flesh but also your bullied and babied soul.

Mind, body, and spirit...connected in more ways than we can imagine. Peg had said that...you were starting to believe it.

When they get to your chest Elsie is looking at you with a gentle smile. You could tell she was really enjoying herself. She liked the feeling of your pec beneath her hands. The massage suffered a little as she just felt its shape and firmness, as she caressed your skin and savored its feel. She quickly returns to the massage proper.

"I really like this." She says, a glint in her eye.

You grin. "I like it too El. This is...ohhhh...I can't describe it."

"I'm glad you feel good." She says with a huge pink blush. "I...I am SO wet right now. Oh my god." She shakes her head. "Why did I say that? Oh god." Her smile told you she was okay, even though she was embarrassed. "Sorry."

You and Peg chuckle at her openness. Elsie was really revealing herself to you guys. You had never heard her talk about herself sexually as plainly as this night. A bit after she became your ****, but not like tonight. All a part of her opening up. All a part of her growth. She was in the safest place in the world for her right now and she knew it. She trusted the two of you completely.

"Peg, when it's my turn I want you there but...can it just be Jesse that massages me? I want to feel a man's hands on me...just his hands." She takes a breath. "I want him to make me feel good like this."

With a buttery smooth tone your aunt replies. "That's up to Jesse sweetie."

Your grin widens. "I would be happy to."

"I could teach Felix too. If it gets that far." She offers.

El bites her bottom lip. "That would be nice."

You were so happy to see El so happy. It made you glow inside. You look to your aunt. "What about you? You need a turn."

"Oh I want both of you. Four hand massages are a rare treat."

"Are they ever." You moan happily.

They work your chest and shoulders and down your arms once more. El is again allowed to just...explore...as your aunt does something unexpected. She massages your face! Her skilled fingers and thumbs finding and stroking every tiny muscle in your brow, cheeks, jaw, and face. You close your eyes and just enjoy the sensation. Your mind is abuzz with endorphins, time and place almost slips away.

El was again petting along your more masculine features. Your chest and abs get special attention but you could also feel her hands linger near your crotch. With a mind of its own your cock strains, lifting from your belly under its own power. Your eyes closed you couldn't see El's reaction, but you soon feel a light kiss to your hip.

They finish it all with a deep foot massage, each of them on a foot. They rub and knead away, bursts of pleasure running up your body as they do so.

"Ohhhhhhh!" You groan yet again. You just stare up at the ceiling and thank every god you knew about for what you were receiving.

They do one last gentle brushing rub down all over then Peg pats your chest. "How was it?"

"Fuuuuuuuck." Is all you can manage. You felt like a quivering puddle of Jesse. Every ache, every pain, every bit of tension, massaged into oblivion. Your body from the tip of your toes to the crown of your head hummed with a deep warm gently pulsating euphoria. Every square inch of skin tingled with life. You had never felt better in your life...not even close!

More towels are produced. They towel you down then themselves. They were drenched in sweat, the efforts of the massage having given them a whole extra workout.

You just lay there. So happy, so contented. Relaxed and at peace in a way you simply did not think possible before today.

Looking at the bedside clock you realize over an hour and a half had slipped by. What an hour and a half it had been. You weren't likely to forget this for a while.

"Okay Jesse, take some time then when you're ready hit the shower. You should be getting home soon. And hey, make sure to really get in the hair, I got some oil in there." She tells you.

"Oh! I'll do his hair." Elsie offers.

Your aunt laughs, looks at your matching hard ons, and says. "No...I don't think that's a good idea. Separate showers today."

Elsie giggles. You chuckle. Probably a wise plan.

Peg takes a hand from each of you and gives you both a warm uplifting smile. "You guys make my heart so happy."