First time Japanese massage for innocent busty teen

Title: “First Time Japanese Massage for Innocent Busty Teen”

The soft, erotic music filled the dimly lit room, setting a sensual atmosphere. A young Japanese girl, Canyon, lay face down on the massage table, her full, round breasts pressing into the padded surface. She was nervous, having never experienced a professional massage before, especially not one of this kind.

Canyon’s eyes flickered around the room, taking in the sheer, flowing curtains, the soft lighting, and the faint scent of relaxing incense. The only sound was the faint tinkling of wind chimes and the soft rustle of fabric as the massage therapist entered the room.

“Hello, welcome,” a gentle, feminine voice greeted. “I’m Yumi and I’ll be your therapist today. Please relax and let me know if you need anything.”

Canyon nodded, unsure what to expect. She felt the table shift as Yumi climbed up to straddle Canyon’s back, positioning herself to begin the massage. Strong, warm hands touched Canyon’s bare shoulders, scooping up soothing oil.

Yumi began to knead and stroke Canyon’s soft skin, slowly working her way down the knots of tension in the young woman’s back. Her fingers were firm yet tender, sending shivers of pleasure down Canyon’s spine.

As Yumi’s ministrations continued, Canyon felt herself begin to relax, her eyelids growing heavy. But then, Yumi’s hands moved lower, wrapping around Canyon’s slim waist. Her thumbs stroked along Canyon’s hips and sides, teasing at the undersides of her heavy breasts.

Canyon gasped softly, her body tensing once more at the electrodes touch. But Yumi murmured soothingly, continuing to massage and caress the inexperienced girl.

“Shhh, just relax…” she cooed. “Your body is so beautiful and responsive. I’m going to help you release all your stress.”

Canyon bit her lip, trying to quell the building tension. But her resistance crumbled as Yumi’s skilled fingers dipped lower still, gliding along her inner thighs. The therapist’s sharp nails lightly raked over Canyon’s delicate skin, leaving trails of goosebumps and unconscious arousal.

Yumi leaned down to murmur in Canyon’s ear as her hands continued to roam. “Now, I’m going to remove the towel and give you an oil-based massage. I want you to keep your eyes closed and simply focus on the sensations, okay?”

Canyon could only nod shakily in agreement, biting back a moan as Yumi lifted the towel covering her voluptuous bottom. The cool air hit her sensitive skin, making it prickle with heat.

Yumi’s hands slid between Canyon’s thighs again, sliding up and down in long, teasing strokes, avoiding her most intimate area. Canyon whimpered, her hips beginning to involuntarily twitch into Yumi’s touch.

“Your skin is like silk,” Yumi praised, driving Canyon wild with lust. “I want to feel all of you.”

She continued to lavish attention on Canyon’s inner thighs, teasing her from behind. Canyon could feel her own arousal growing, her womanhood throbbing with need. But Yumi was playful, keeping her on the edge without deliverance.

Just when Canyon thought she might burst from frustration, Yumi’s fingers finally grazed her sensitive folds. Canyon cried out, arching sharply as the talented therapist began to massage her aching, tender flesh.

Yumi worked her with an expert touch, toying lightly at first, teasing circles around Canyon’s swollen clit. Canyon panted and squirmed, completely lost to the intense pleasure. As she soaked herself, Yumi dove deeper, gathering Canyon’s arousal before plunging two fingers into the writhing girl’s slick passage.

Canyon wailed, her inner muscles clenching needily around Yumi’s probing fingers. The therapist began to pump into her, curling her digits to caress her sensitive spots. Canyon discovered her embarrassment and inhibitions falling away, replaced by raw need and pure bliss.

“Breathe, beautiful,” Yumi commanded when Canyon’s cries grew desperate and shrill. “Focus on the pleasure. Let yourself feel it…”

Her fingers pistoned in and out faster, fucking Canyon hard and deep. Her other hand reached up to tease a nipple as it strained against the table, pinching lightly.

Canyon felt overwhelmed by stimulation, her blood pounding. The intense massage sent her spiraling to a shattering peak. She thrashed and scream, gushing as the orgasm ripped through her. Yumi rode her through the bliss, murmuring praise until the last shock finished rippling through Canyon’s quivering body.

Finally spent, Canyon collapsed bonelessly on the table. Yumi gently continued to rub her, letting her float down from the high. “Well done, sweet girl,” she cooed. “I knew a sensual release would suit you perfectly. You took instruction so well…”

Sliding from the table, Yumi went to wash her hands. She returned with a damp, warm towel to lovingly clean the last traces of oil from Canyon’s skin.

The youthful girl blushed hotly at the care, fighting a smile. The embarrassment of facing Yumi after such intense intimacy settled-in. But the therapist simply clasped Canyon’s hands and kissed her cheek.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Yumi assured her kindly. “If you crave more, I’m here to provide pleasure. And I have many other therapeutic techniques to explore with you…”

She gave another knowing smirk before releasing Canyon and letting her depart, kicking the girl gently in the ass as she related a reception area blushing and stumbling.

When Canyon returned home, though, she couldn’t keep the sexy memory from replaying in her mind. Even her face was sore from blushing. She realized Yumi had just scratched her hungering surface. But one could never know where such training might lead an innocent girl. Perhaps more and more sensual experiences from the caring master into the mysterious world of pleasure that awaited.