Lesbian Masseuse helps on Cheating Husband

The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the quaint suburban neighborhood. In one unremarkable home, a horny and lonely housewife, Maria, sat on her plush couch, flipping through channels on the television. Her husband, IT nerd elongation Richard, was out of town on business yet again, leaving Maria to her own devices and devices. She sighed, tossing the remote aside. She craved a good massage – one that couldn’t be provided by her clueless husband.

Suddenly, a glimmer of inspiration struck Maria. She hopped up and rummaged through her desk for a business card she’d been saving, flicking her long dark auburn hair over her shoulder. “Yoga Bliss Massage Clinic,” it read. The jacquard card shimmered as Maria’s eyes danced mischievously. She will be as blissed out after this. Her husband’s jeally would be worth her stunning brunette lesbian laughter to receive pleasure later.

Maria called the number and requested the “special” package mentioned on the back of the card. An hour later, the doorbell rang. Maria answered wearing a skimpy silk robe that hugged her ample curves. Standing before her was the most stunning Brazilian beauty she’d ever seen. Thick dark hair tumbled down this tanned woman’s back, and her sequined golden lingerie sparkled in the light. Maria’s eyes grew round as she took in the stranger’s voluptuous figure.

“Hi there,” said the girl in a melodious accent. “I’m Olivia. You must be Maria? I’m here to provide you with an extra special blissful experience.” Olivia’s full lips curled into a seductive smile as she strode past Maria into the house.

“I’ll be a masseuse today, but also a lover,” Olivia explained as she ushered Maria into the dimly lit bedroom. Massage oils and lotions were strewn about – a tantalizing setup for the steamy sins to take place.

Olivia instructed Maria to disrobe. Once naked, Maria lay face down on the plush bed, pulling her hair to one side. Olivia began to massage Maria’s back, her strong hands and sensuous touch leaving tingling trails in their wakes. Low moans escaped Maria’s throat at the expert touches. Olivia smoldered, admiring Maria’s sweet ass as she kneaded it with oil. Maria shivered in delight, previewing the lurid lusts to come.

Olivia poured more oil on Maria’s back as she leaned in close, whispering in her ear. “Now it’s time to truly unhinge you, rapariga.”

Maria felt her breathing deepen as Olivia began to untether the Persian knots, working her magic on massage. Tiny bursts of bliss and tingles traveled up and down Maria’s spine. She didn’t want it to stop!

But Olivia wasn’t done yet. “Your body is exquisite,” she purred. “Let me help you release the tension everywhere…” Slowly, Olivia glided her hands down, tracing fingertips along Maria’s inner thighs. She watched intently as Maria’s breath hitched, her cries rising higher in pitch. When Olivia reached that aching tenderness between Maria’s thighs, she couldn’t help but moan as her core began to pulse and swell with need. Olivia worked Maria to an intense edge, but that wasn’t enough…

Maria’s eyes fluttered open at the delicious moan that reverberated surreally around the room. Her heart throbbed wildly as she sat up and saw Olivia parting her voluptuous thighs. Maria watched enthralled as Olivia lowered her lush mouth to Maria’s sensitive core. Maria gripped the sheets, her moans growing louder, more urgent as Olivia laved her with long licks. The wet heat of her tongue, the sinful suction of her mouth, the tiny points of her teeth – it was too much.

Maria bucked her hips shamelessly as the pleasure only grew – hot and repeating – until she finally tumbled over the edge. She screamed her release into the pillow, her body shaking and clenching uncontrollably. Olivia didn’t stop. She pushed Maria to a second, dizzying pinnacle, then a third – wringing every bit of pleasure from Maria’s shaking form until she was utterly spent.

Olivia crawled up and cradled Maria’s body against hers. “Look what you’ve done,” she purred, pulling a trembling Maria into a deep, sensual kiss. Maria was pretty sure she saw stars, it was so good… She felt like jelly now, her brain completely shut off. All she could do was marvel in the afterglow.

Maria and Olivia continued their steamy encounters. Some days Olivia gave Maria a-foot-ruk-a, while other times she scissored her in the shower. By the end, Maria got her desire to become a spreadeagle stool, with Olivia straddling her face and gyrating those ample hips.

It was the gayest massage Maria had ever had – and she’d gladly cheat on her husband again for such blissful relief!