A Massage for Renate - Sex Stories

A Massage for Renate

... was on my side and I was not going to rush this. As my soothing massage continued my hands reached the very top of Renate's thighs and they parted just the slightest bit giving me a little glimpse between her legs to the pouch of her thong wrapped around her little pussy. Whether she knew I could see this or not I did not know. Moving over to her left hand side I repeated the process for her right thigh and saw that her legs had parted a little more I allowed my fingers to appear to accidentally and momentarily touch her pussy lips through her thong for the first time. I noticed as I did this that my finger caught a little bit of pussy juice before my hands again moved back down her thigh again to the back of her knee. I looked again at her stretched out on the bed face down and couldn't help the devilish smile that invaded my face and the wicked thoughts that passed through my mind. "Right I need to turn you over so I can massage the front of your thighs," I said lifting the towel and re-adjusting it on her thighs and waiting for her to replace it in its original position and turn over. She turned over onto her back with the towel now covering her breasts. Now her beautiful body was stretched out before me and I continued to massage the tops of her thighs in equal measure. "Does that feel nice?" I asked softly. "Wonderful," she answered "Absolutely wonderful." "Just relax and let the feeling of calm wash over your body." I whispered again. "Do you mind if I remove my ...

... T-shirt," I asked. "It is getting a bit warm." "No not at all," she relied. Standing and looking down at her I removed my T-shirt and straddle her lower legs and placed my hands on her thighs, pressing down and pushing them all the way to the top with my fingers stretching out along the top with my thumbs on the inside of her thighs. As I rocked backwards and forwards my groin rubbed on her calves and I could feel her move her legs against my cock and balls as she rolled her eyes over my naked torso with its firm muscles the product of long hours of gym work. With each upward stroke I let my thumbs open her thighs just enough to let me see her lovely pussy juices glistening through her thong. Her sighs and gentle groans told me that she was becoming extremely aroused. She slowly becoming the very naughty girl I wanted her to be. I couldn't help the feeling of satisfaction I was a master at my trade and everything that was happening was confirming this. Things were going nicely, I was on course for a fuck and I knew it. The next time my hands moved to the top of her thighs I moved my index fingers to touch the hood of her clit through her thong, slightly touching her pussy lips before again moving back down and along her thighs. My knees were stopping her thighs from opening any further and I could feel the pressure against my knees as she tried impulsively to open her thighs a little more. Also as my fingers again reached the top of her thighs, she raised her buttocks ever so ...