Olivia Cassi virgin enjoys her clit rubbed until orgasms

Title: Olivia Cassi Unleashes Passions in Her Inaugural Massage Experience

In a serene spa setting, a petite Russian beauty named Olivia Cassi lay upon the massage table, her heart fluttering with anticipation. Olivia, a virgin in the sensual art of massage, was about to embark on a blissful journey that would awaken and unleash passions she had never known before.

The skilled masseuse, a voluptuous brunette with a warm smile and deft hands, began her magic. Slow, soothing strokes flowed along Olivia’s bare back, untangling her muscles and inviting her to relax into the sensations. “Breathe deeply,” the masseuse cooed in her exotic accent. “Let yourself go.”

As Olivia exhaled, the masseuse’s touch ignited sparks of pleasure that danced across her skin. Massage oil glistened on Olivia’s back and legs, allowing the sensual glide to become more intense. Down, down, the massage therapist’s hands went, until they reached the tender flesh of Olivia’s inner thighs.

Olivia trembled as the massage ventured into uncharted territories. Her breath hitched when the therapist’s fingertips came tantalizingly close to her most intimate area. The tactile buildup was exquisite torture. She yearned for more, yet savored the delicious suspense.

Without warning, the masseuse’s fingertips brushed against Olivia’s barely concealed sex. “Oh!” Olivia gasped, electricity zipping up her spine. The masseuse grinned wickedly and began circling her fingers around Olivia’s clit, applying just enough pressure to make her toes curl.

“Shh, just feel,” the therapist purred. “Let your body tell you what it wants.”

Olivia’s hips bucked in response to the deft stimulation. Her clit swelled and hardened under the masseuse’s touch. Every stroke and flick ignited nerve endings Olivia never knew existed. She felt her pussy dripping with arousal, ready and eager for more.

The masseuse traced slow arcs from Olivia’s engorged clit down to her entrance, gathering the slick nectar, then back up to her throbbing nub. The maddening rhythm built Olivia’s pleasure higher and higher, robbing her of all coherent thought.

“Come for me,” the brunette barked. “Show me the face you make when you pleasure yourself.”

Under the masseuse’s relentless ministrations, Olivia shattered. “Oh fuck, yes!!” Her screams echoed off the spa’s walls as her clit convulsed. She bucked wildly against the masseuse’s hand, seeing stars explode behind her eyelids. Time seemed to freeze as the intense orgasm pulsed through her entire body.

When Olivia floated back to earth, the masseuse gently massaged her still-twitching clit, milking out the aftershocks. Olivia couldn’t stop the mewling sounds escaping her throat, hyper-sensitive to even the lightest grazing.

With a satisfied smirk, the brunette released Olivia’s oversensitized pearl. “That was beautiful,” she said. “Now, let’s see how many more orgasms we can coax from you.”

Olivia gazed up at the therapist with lust-drunk eyes, eager to explore the erotic potential of the massage experience. And so their naughty rendezvous continued, with Olivia losing count of her mind-blowing climaxes as the masseuse lovingly attended to her clit…