Tifa loses the rest of the dress

Tifa sat there topless, her exposed nipples fully hardened. Her abs clenched as she thought about her situation. She had never been exposed in this sort of a situation before, and she was unsure of what her next move was. She was brought back to reality as Madam M spoke up, “You really want to get my recommendation, correct?”Tifa replied with a muted, “Yes, please.” Tifa looked back over her shoulder at Madam M who was smiling wickedly, “Well, the next part of my payment is the rest of that dress. I want you to stand up and slide it off.

Almost robotically, Tifa responded to her orders, standing up off of the massage table. She brought her hands to her waist, and slid them under the dress. Her fingers felt the smooth skin of her hips and abs, and the soft sensation of her lace panties. She took a deep breath in, and then exhaled, pushing her hands downward in the process. Tifa enjoyed the feel of her silky dress sliding along her bare skin, leaving it exposed in the dress’ wake. Madam M watched with joy as Tifa’s perfect ass came into view. Tifa pushed a bit more, and the dress peeled completely off of her ass, showcasing it for Madam M.

Tifa’s hand started to pull down the front of dress, and she felt the cool air waft between her thighs as the dress descended. The dress slid down her smooth legs the silk caressing her stocking-clad legs. Tifa glanced down at the dress bunched on the floor around her heels.

Madam M applauded in praise, “Excellent, Tifa. Now, lie down on your front on the table.” Tifa covered her breasts with her hands, and turned to get on the table. Madam M salivated at the sight of tifa’s hands pressed against her beautiful breasts. Her eyes devoured Tifa’s body; her slim waist, her taught abs, her long legs, her beautiful face, and her tight ass. Tifa was perfect in every way. Madam M watched he sit back down on the table, shift to her side, and then lie down. As her chest reached the table, she released her breasts and brought her hand up to her head, and rested on them. Tifa was aware that she was showing a significant amount of side boob, but it could not be helped.

As she looked over at Madam M, Tifa saw her turn way, and walk to a small table in the corner. There she chose a massage oil, but before returning, Tifa watched at the kimono slid of Madam M’s shoulders, down her back, and onto the floor. For and older woman, Tifa admired the shape Madam M was in. She was slender and much less muscular than Tifa but she had a firm ass. As she turned around, Tifa saw that her breasts were were still pert, and her slender lower body was covered only by a skimpy thong.

Madam M returned to Tifa, and menthol scented oil on Tifa’s back. The cool oil gave Tifa a bit of shock, but she relaxed once Madam M began kneading the oil into Tifa’s muscles. ‘Oh my GOD,’ Tifa said to herself, ‘This feels amazing!’ Madam M could sense Tifa’s hesitations melt away along with the tension. She worked he hands up and down Tifa’s back, spreading the oil around, and massaging it deep into Tifa’s body.

Tifa startled a bit as she felt Madam M’s hands reach her panties. Within an instant, Madam M had hold of them, and was peeling them down Tifa hips, and completely off of her ass. Inching her body up a bit and glancing over her shoulder, Tifa saw her panties being pulled down her legs, her calves, and off completely. Madam M tossed them away, out of sight. Tifa felt a chill up her spine as she lay on the massage table with her private parts exposed. She was ****, unprotected; she had never been like this before.

As she looked back at her own bare ass, she caught a glimpse of Madam M removing her own thong. Now she was naked, Just like Tifa. Madam M’s hand returned to Tifa’s body, this time spreading oil over Tifa’s firm ass. She massaged the cheeks in a circular motion, squeezing them together, and also separating them apart, thus catching a glimpse of Tifa pussy lips. Her ass had never been massed before, and Tifa was in love with the sensation.

Madam M’s hand left Tifa’s ass, and moved to her thighs. As Tifa lay relaxed, Madam M deftly slid down both of her stockings, and removed her heels. Tifa was now completely naked. Madam M applied oil to Tifa’s thighs and calves, and worked it into her skin, relaxing her powerful leg muscles. Travelling downward, her hands reached Tifa’s bare feet, where Madam M the heels and balls of each foot. Tifa was in heaven, but was taken aback when Madam M addressed her next.

“Alright, sexy girl,” Madam M spoke, “Time to roll over.” Tifa hesitated slightly. She had submitted to having her ass exposed, but if she rolled over, she would be revealing some very intimate parts of her body. Madam M smacked her ass hard, “Do as I say, Tifa.”

Tifa inched her body over on to her front, and covered her breasts and pussy with her hands. “Now now,” Madam M said, “Move those hands. Laying on her back, and completely naked, Tifa moved her hands away, revealing her full, round breasts, and smooth, bare pussy. Madam M was overjoyed, realizing that soon her massage oil, as well as her hands, would be all over Tifa’s body.

The massage began at the neck and shoulders. Madam M’s hands travelled down to Tifa’s breasts and kneaded them in circles. Tifa’s nipples stiffened as hands surrounded her breasts. It was quite the sensation! Tifa lamented the hands leaving her breasts, but gasped as they moved to her abs, waist, and then even lower. She felt a tingling sensation as the hands dove down her thighs, and in between.

As Madam M reached between Tifa’s legs, she let her fingers graze Tifa’s smooth pussy. Tifa Gasped and looked up for a moment. She saw Madam M, and then she let her gaze drift a bit to notice all of her clothes piled up on a chair in the corner. Just minutes earlier she had been wearing all of them, but now they were splayed out, having been stripped off of her. She turned her attention back to Madam M, just as fingers parted her pussy lips and slid inside. Tifa’s arousal had continued to build, and that made sure her supple pussy lips were nice and moist.

Enjoying the feel of Tifa’s pussy, slid two fingers in deeper. Tifa gasped, “Ah!” She had never had anyone inside of her before. Madam M took advantage of Tifa’s arousal and began pumping her fingers in and out slowly. Tifa groaned in pleasure, “Mmmm,” and her body began to writhe. She had never let herself lose control like this before; she had never given up control like this before. As her pussy continued to be probed, Tifa reached her arms up over her head, stretching them out as she moaned in pleasure again, “OOOOhhhh!”

Madam M was bringing her to the brink of orgasm, but decided to stop, pulling her fingers out. “Oh, Please, PLEASE,” Tifa begged. Madam M sat on the massaged table, and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll give you release. Spread your legs and moved over a bit.” Tifa did as she was ordered, and suddenly Madam M was on the table, facing her, legs spread. A small tuft of hair crowned an otherwise shaved pussy. Once positioned, Madam M ordered, “Now, inch closer to me so our legs scissor each other.”Tifa was a bit confused, but did as she was told. Both she and Madam M moved closer together.

Tifa’s uncertainly became perfectly clear as their bodies came together. She felt Madam M’s pussy touch hers, and then soon they were pressed flush together. Their lips intertwined; their hips rubbed against each other, and the bottom of their asses smacked together. Tifa didn’t know how to proceed, as this was another first for her, so she followed Madam M’s lead.

Gyrating her hips, Madam M began to push her pussy against Tifa’s in a circular manner, rubbing it, and parting the lips open and closed repeatedly in the process. Tifa bit her lower lip as she felt a wash of arousal over her body. Madam M caught her gaze, and said, “Now, just like me.” With that Tifa copied the actions of her partner soon they were undulating their bodies in harmony.

This was a sensation Tifa had never felt before. It was beyond pleasure. Madam M linked her fingers with one of Tifa’s hands, and they had a bit of tug-of-war and the pulled each other closer. Their pussies were now grinding together vigorously. Tifa could feel get own moisture mingling with Madam M’s. Tifa breasts bounced frantically as she watched Madam M’s slender body mover harder and faster. Tifa’s breathing grew more quick and intense, and she began to let out small high-pitched squeals, “Oh! Yes! Yes! Ugh! Yeah!” Tifa’s body was flailing about, her long, undone hair flying every which way.

Madam M was relentless. Even as Tifa came hard, she continued her onslaught. Tifa’s cum was pouring out of her pussy on to Madam M’s, but the gyrations continued. Tifa’s body was overwhelmed with orgasms, her cheeks flush with red. Madam M pumped quicker, and Tifa watched her face change as she reached her climax. Now Tifa felt Madam M’s cum spilling out onto her. Both women came again, hard, and then collapsed on the table exhausted, pussy lips still kissing each other.

"Tifa," Madam M spoke, "You've got my approval."