Life is Futa Chapter 17

Max looks at her phone again. Real massage therapists do it.

Heart thudding, Max lowers herself and rests her weight on Lili’s bottom. The blonde doesn’t react. Suppressing a giggle, Max leans forward and proceeds, but now there’s another problem: she’s just wearing running shorts and cotton panties. Meanwhile, Lili’s booty is round, perky, and firm. It reminds Max of a certain incident with a curiously firm throw pillow when she was young that turned out to be a key part of her sexual awakening. And the way that she has to lean forward creates a… stimulating movement.

All she can do is play it cool and give the massage. The power to rewind has allowed her to do some crazy things, but humping this girl’s sexy ass doesn’t feel like an option. Even if she can rewind it, that kind of behavior in Lili’s presence… it’s not very Max.

Three minutes later she’s so wet that there’s no way Lili can’t feel at least the heat between Max’s legs. Surely.

Actually, is Lili even awake?

Irritation and sexual need join forces suddenly and powerfully. Breathing a little hard and with sore wrists and fingers, Max pauses her massage and stares at Lili’s blonde head. Is she sleeping? She’s not really making any noises in response to the massage. Max bites her lip, shifting her hips restlessly. She’s so turned on.

Whatever. Lili probably doesn’t mind, right?

Ehh… Max can’t live with that.

“You don’t mind, right?” she asks aloud.

Seconds pass. Max takes a deep breath for courage and plants her palms on Lili’s back, above her tender lower area. She leans forward, working her hips and grinding. It would feel even better if she took her shorts off, but she’s not about to stop now. Incidental rocking was stimulating. Humping on purpose is heavenly. Lili’s rear end is better than a teddy bear, a throw pillow, the arm of a recliner, and… those are all the things that Max has tried. Lili is the best. Or maybe it’s just that having a sexy, almost naked girl underneath her adds to eroticism. Whatever it is, it’s driving Max crazy. She clenches her hands and her knuckle brushes against Lili’s silky hair.

“Oh God,” she mutters, rocking faster.

Max bites her lip and pushes her pussy hard against Lili’s rump.

“Mm! Ah! Rrng,” she groans pathetically as her legs shake. “Oh. Oh,” she gasps, sucking air. “Oh, God.” The pleasure washes through her and the tension washes away. She sits up and pushes her hair out of her eyes to see Lili looking over her shoulder, wide-eyed.

Time freezes. Not for real; it’s just Max freezing up.

“Oh shit,” she says.

Lili blinks.

Max rewinds.