Nicole Gets Loosen Up
The sun beat down on the secluded beach, casting a golden glow over the sand and Nicole’s bikini-clad body. She lay stretched out on a towel, eyes closed and arms folded beneath her head, a smile playing at the corners of her full, pouty lips. Her long blonde hair tumbled over her shoulders in loose waves, the sun-kissed strands shimmering like spun gold.
Gentle waves lapped at the shore, and seagulls cried out overhead. But Nicole was oblivious to the sights and sounds of the beachgoers around her. Her mind was focused solely on the talented hands roaming over her oiled flesh, expertly coaxing out the tension that had knotted her muscles.
The masseuse’s skilled fingers worked their magic, kneading and stroking Nicole’s supple skin. He lavished attention on her pert breasts, his oily palms gliding over the sensitive mounds and tweaking her pink nipples into stiff peaks. Nicole moaned softly, arching into his touch, craving more.
He trailed his hands down her quivering belly, dipping teasingly between her thighs. Nicole whimpered as he rubbed her most intimate spot through her damp bikini bottoms. Electric jolts of pleasure shot straight to her core, flooding her pussy with molten heat. She widened her legs wantonly, silently demanding more.
With a wicked grin, the masseuse yanked off her bottoms and tossed them aside. Nicole was completely exposed now, bare and slick with oil, glistening in the sun. His mouth watered at the tantalizing sight of her bare folds, pink and swollen with need. He parted her thighs further and dipped his head between them.
Nicole cried out as his tongue delved into her weeping slit, lapping at her sweet nectar. He flicked the tip against her throbbing clit, coaxing breathy moans from her lips. Nicole’s hips bucked against his face as he ate her hungrily, his mustache tickling her delicate flesh. Desire coiled tightly in her belly, drawing her closer and closer to the edge.
Just as Nicole teetered on the brink of culmination, the masseuse pulled away abruptly. She mewled in protest, trembling and needy. But he was undeterred. He flipped her over onto her stomach and massaged her back and ass, squeezing the firm globes and slipping between them teasingly.
He worked his way back up her body, paying extra attention to the dimples just above her pert bottom. Nicole squirmed, aching for his touch lower. As if reading her mind, he trailed a finger along her dripping slit, gathering the slick fluid on his digit. He brought it to her puckered rear, rubbing gently at the tight knot.
Nicole tensed, but the gratification swiftly building inside her overrode any hesitation. She wanted – no, needed – to feel his huge cock splitting her open, plunging into her most forbidden hole. She lifted her hips and spread her legs wider, offering herself to him fully.
The masseuse needed no further invitation. He slicked up his rigid shaft withCopious amounts of oil and positioned the broad head at her twitching rosebud. Nicole shuddered and clenched, steeling herself for the invading intrusion. Slowly, steadily, he pushed forward, breaching her tight ring of muscle.
Nicole cried out at the intense stretch, a mix of pain and pleasure. But she relaxed into it, letting him sink deeper and deeper into her virginal passage. He continued to move inexorably, working more and more of his impressive length inside, until he hilted fully within her clutching heat.
“Oh my god,” Nicole whimpered, overwhelmed by the fullness. Her ears burned, a gush of shameful arousal soaking his still-slick shaft and dripping down her thighs. She’d never felt so deliciously used, so utterly debased.
The masseuse began to move then, pulling out slowly before slamming back in. He set a hard, demanding pace, pounding into her bowels relentlessly. Nicole rocked back to meet his thrusts, gasping and moaning, the wet slaps of flesh echoing obscenely across the beach.
“Fuck me,” she begged breathlessly. “Harder! Oh fuck, fill me up, ruin me!”
Her wanton cries sent streaks of electricity through his body. Urged on, he quickened his pace, hammering into her harder and faster. Nicole’s vision blurred, her mind hazing with mindless, animalistic desire. All she could focus on was the thick length sawing in and out of her ass, the fullness and pressure building and building.
Suddenly, a humming noise pierced the haze. Nicole blinked stupidly as the masseuse held up a sleek pink vibrator. Where the hell had that come from? But she had no time to question.
With a wicked smirk, the masseuse pulled out of her ass and flipped her onto her back. Before she could protest his absence, he applied the buzzing toy to her drenched pussy, pushing it deep inside. Nicole howled in ecstasy, her hips bucking wildly as he fucked her with the vibrator.
At the same time, the masseuse took his slick cock in hand and began to fist himself ruthlessly. Nicole watched, transfixed, as his muscular forearm pumped at his thick shaft in rhythm with the buzzing toy plunging in and out of her cunt. The combination was almost too much to bear.
Suddenly, his whole body convulsed. With a hoarse shout, he came hard, painting her quivering belly and elegant breasts with thick ropes of pearly semen. The obscene sight sent Nicole careening over the edge, too. She spasmed uncontrollably, screaming out her release as her pussy clenched almost viciously around the still-thrusting vibrator.
They collapsed together in a sweaty, sated tangle, panting and shuddering with the aftershocks. Nicole had never been so thoroughly satisfied in her life. The masseuse had loosened her up indeed, in more ways than one. A slow, satisfied smile curved her kiss-swollen lips as she basked in the warm glow of their shared pleasure.
