Massage by Tara
Tara dropped her shorts to the floor and pulled her t-shirt over her head, revealing her full breasts, barely caught in the thin lace bra. Brett lay face down on the bed, arms outstretched and head turned away from her. The afternoon sunlight illuminated their bedroom.
She stopped to look at herself in the old-fashioned dressing table mirror before removing her bra, revealing her well-rounded breasts in all their glory. She ran her hands over them and circled her fingers around the dark areolas, then rolled her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, first one, then the other. He marveled at her reflection; a sweet-faced brown-haired girl with long dark tresses flowing over breasts a few shades lighter than the rest of her skin, a tiny waist that curved into ample hips, still covered by a pair of stringy black panties.
After caressing her stomach and massaging her breasts and nipples again, she removed her panties and sat on the bed next to Brett. Taking the bottle of massage oil, she poured a generous amount into her right palm and applied it to his back. He murmured appreciatively, his right eye half open, admiring her luscious body as she worked.
Brett was a man of few words, so Tara didn’t expect him to say anything during what she thought was an intimate, erotic episode. Actions spoke louder than words, anyway.
She had positioned herself in front of the bathroom mirror so that she had a full view of herself as she worked. Her breasts swayed gently as she rubbed and massaged the oil into Brett’s willing body.
She massaged his arms and at the same time massaged her breasts, beginning to feel a delicious tingle between her legs and a warmth that spread throughout her body. He reached for more oil, filled his right palm and applied it to Brett’s back and arms. She reached behind her with her left arm, rubbing her pussy with her three middle fingers to increase the flow of honey between her legs. She stroked and rubbed a little as her right hand continued to massage Brett.
When her left hand was covered in dew, she withdrew it and rubbed the wetness over her breasts and nipples. By now her large nipples were a dark shade of purple, well and truly erect. She marveled at their beauty in the mirror and Brett looked at her through his half closed eye moaning appreciatively as he stroked both her and his back.
Reluctantly, she put both hands to work, her strong fingers expertly massaging Brett’s back, bottom, and thighs. She loved massaging her lover’s body.
He couldn’t help but admire the reflected curve of her well-rounded ass as she worked. He couldn’t help but dip his finger into the honey flowing between his legs, producing an exquisite tingle that quickly became an ache in his slit.
She decided to stop touching herself and instead focus her efforts on Brett’s muscular body. He was relaxing, moaning contentedly in response to her caress. She massaged his arms again, then began working on his lower legs.
Brett was very pleased with both the massage and Tara’s body. He turned his head to the left, looking at her reflection in the mirror, admiring the curve of her back, her ample ass, and her rose-tipped breasts, swaying seductively over his body. She was only half turned to the mirror, making her reflection more tempting.
Tara occasionally paused to look at herself in the mirror, touching her breasts and rolling her nipples. She was silent, but she couldn’t help but sigh in pleasure at the erotic feelings evoked by her reflection and touch.
Brett couldn’t help but reach out with his left arm and touch her right nipple, adjusting it slightly and massaging the areola before rolling the erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger, all the while looking at him and Tara with eyes half closed.
A smile curved Tara’s lips. Brett reached out, caressing her neck and the soft skin above her breasts, which made her moan softly in pleasure. She continued her work on Brett, with increased energy now as Brett touched her rose colored nipples.
Climbing onto his bottom, she ran her hands up his back and down again, several times, not just for Brett, but because she loved the sensual feel of his pussy rubbing against his ass.
Honey flowed heavily between her legs, so she placed her middle finger on her clit, trembling slightly from the exquisite sensations produced. Breathy moans escaped her mouth with each thrust.
She reached around her and dug her fingers into the wetness waiting there before rubbing those slippery fingers over her nipples. Desperately wanting to feel Brett inside her, she rose from his body and said,
– Come back.
He complied and she saw that he had a nice erection. His eyes devoured her as she rode his cock, encasing it in the honeyed folds between her legs. She went to work on his torso, her fingers paying particular attention to his nipples, which she rotated before grabbing and pinching hard.
Reaching out, Brett’s hands grabbed her breasts, lifting them and rocking them together, moaning at the sensations of his cock and nipples and the sight of his voluptuous lover.
Tara still had to finish working on Brett’s legs, so she reluctantly dismounted and began massaging his left thigh, right, and then the bottom of his legs. Brett watched her breasts sway as he worked, a visual feast he never tired of. He wanted to devour them, for teasing him for so long. His level of arousal had become almost painful.
He said:
– I need your nipples in my mouth… now!
Tara smiled and agreed, climbing up again, right on top of his erect cock. Brett was able to immediately put his mouth to her left breast, using his tongue to play with her nipple. He cradled her and massaged her other breast with his right hand at the same time.
Tara moaned in pleasure at his sucking and touching. As soon as he released her left breast, she placed her hungry lips on his open mouth in a long, hard kiss, the sensations now traveling from her breasts to her honey-soaked pussy.
When she finally released him from her passionate kiss, she placed her lips on his neck and began to kiss him all the way to his right nipple. She ran her tongue over his erection and sucked as hard as she could.
Then she stood up and placed her right breast next to Brett’s mouth. He instantly took the nipple and guided her nipple into his mouth, sucking with delight and desire. Tara cradled her lover’s head in her hands and caressed his neck, her pussy lips cradling his cock, she shook her bottom to heighten the sensations produced for both of them by this delicious contact.
Each of them was in the ninth heaven of precoital ecstasy; the effect of a sumptuous visual feast and skin on skin contact anticipating the massive explosion they both craved. But Brett wanted to prolong things; he didn’t want to ejaculate yet, even though his penis was throbbing almost unbearably.
He pushed Tara onto her back and quickly moved to place his head between her legs. He pounded her juice, now flowing non-stop. Tara moaned in ecstasy and reversed her position on the bed, rolling onto her side to take his cock in her mouth. She took the tip between her lips and began to move back and forth over him. Brett continued to lick her honey folds with his lovely hard tongue.
She knew she wanted Brett in her. Now. She stopped sucking him and pushed him back.
– Hey, I’m not done yet! he said.
– I do not care! All I want is for you to pull it for me. Now! I need you in me!
With that, she thrust herself into his hard shaft, the juices of her lubricated pussy well prepared for the task. She slid in easily and reveled in the sensation of his cock deep inside her vagina. The pain she had been feeling for a while was immediately eased by Brett’s cock. He had felt it many times before, but it still gave him instant gratification. He rode it with confidence, anticipating the satisfaction it would give him.
At this point, Brett was moaning… no… purring, in satisfaction. He had Tara’s gorgeous breasts and nipples quivering in front of him and his cock being massaged by her lovely pussy. He placed his hands over her breasts and stroked them firmly as she moved up and down on him, her juices flowing freely over his hard, quivering cock.
Tara’s hand alternately focused on his nipples and testicles, reaching up to massage his scrotum as she suspended her pussy activity on his cock. She rode him again for a little while before reaching down to work her tongue on his right nipple, then his left, sucking them as if they were nectar filled fruit.
But she was soon back to her real work, massaging Brett’s hard cock with her magical vagina. She contracted her muscles there and Brett showed his appreciation by grabbing her breasts again and massaging their wonderful fullness.
Tara put urgency into her movements and was soon rewarded with an explosion deep in her pussy that released what seemed to be several hundred birds floating through her body. She screamed in ecstasy and fell onto Brett, who took the opportunity to release his own blast, throwing her back and thrusting hard and fast until he ejaculated with a roar, releasing his seed deep in her body.
Falling over her, panting, Brett complimented her.
– You always exceed my expectations when you say you’ll give me a massage, Tara!
