Free Web NovelChapter 205: Full Body Massage II
Andrey knelt beside Lisa, his hands warm as he slowly placed them on her shoulders. He started with gentle pressure, his thumbs pressing into the tight muscles around her neck and shoulder blades, working in slow, deliberate circles.
Lisa let out a soft, breathy sigh, her body sinking deeper into the cushion.
"Mmm... that feels really good..."
Andrey didn’t rush. His hands moved with patience, kneading the stiffness away from her shoulders, then slowly gliding down along her spine. Every press of his fingers drew out quiet, sweet sounds from her lips.
He worked his way lower, to the small of her back, using the heels of his palms to press firmly while his thumbs traced along the sides of her waist. Lisa’s breathing grew deeper, her cheeks flushed against the cushion.
"Ahh... Andrey... your hands are so warm..."
Andrey leaned closer, his voice low near her ear. "Just relax. Let me take care of you."
His hands moved even lower, gliding over the curve of her hips. He gently squeezed the soft flesh there, massaging in slow, sensual motions. Lisa’s body trembled slightly, a soft moan escaping her as his fingers worked the tension from her lower body.
He continued downward, his strong hands kneading her thighs with firm, lingering strokes — first the outside, then slowly moving to the sensitive inner thighs. Lisa’s legs parted just a little on their own, her breathing becoming heavier.
"Nnh... there... it feels strange but... good..." she whispered, voice shaky.
Andrey’s fingers pressed deeper, teasing the sensitive areas close to her core without touching directly, building the tension slowly. Lisa’s pleasure meter rose steadily — 52%... 68%... 79%...
He moved back up, sliding his hands under the sides of her outfit to touch her bare skin. His palms glided smoothly over her lower back, then higher, until he reached the sides of her breasts. He caressed them gently from the side, his thumbs brushing along the soft curves.
Lisa let out a longer, sweeter moan, her body arching slightly into his touch.
"Ahhn... Andrey..."
Andrey’s hands continued their slow, sensual journey across Lisa’s body. He slid them lower, gliding over the curve of her ass, squeezing the soft, plump flesh with both hands. His thumbs pressed into the muscles just below her tailbone, then moved inward, teasing the sensitive inner parts of her thighs.
Lisa’s breathing hitched, her fingers gripping the cushion tightly.
"Ahh... Andrey... there..." she moaned softly, her voice growing sweeter.
Andrey leaned down, his breath warm against the back of her neck as his hands boldly caressed her ass, spreading her cheeks slightly through the thin fabric of her outfit. One of his fingers traced along the fabric covering her most private area, feeling the growing wetness there.
"You’re getting so wet, Lisa," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "Even though I’m only massaging you..."
Lisa whimpered, her hips twitching involuntarily. "Nnh... don’t say that... it’s embarrassing... haa..."
But she didn’t pull away. Instead, she arched her back slightly, pushing her ass toward his hands, silently asking for more.
Andrey obliged. He slipped one hand fully under her outfit, directly touching her bare skin. His palm glided over her smooth ass before his fingers reached between her legs, gently stroking her soaked pussy lips from behind.
Lisa’s body jolted, a much louder moan escaping her.
"Ahhn!! Andrey... your fingers... mmmh—!!"
He continued the massage, but now it was far more intimate, two fingers slowly rubbing along her slick folds while his other hand kneaded her ass. He occasionally brushed against her swollen clit, making her tremble and moan uncontrollably.
The pleasure meter above Lisa climbed faster — 82% → 91% → 97%. freёwebnovel.com
Lisa’s hips moved on their own, grinding back against his hand as her moans grew desperate.
"Andrey... I’m... I’m so close... ahhh—!!"
Andrey leaned down and kissed the back of her neck while his fingers moved faster, rubbing her clit in firm circles.
"Cum for me, Lisa," he whispered against her skin.
Lisa’s body tensed up completely. With a high-pitched, adorable cry, she reached her peak.
"Ahhhhhn!! I’m cumming!!"
Her pussy clenched and spasmed around his fingers as she came hard, her juices coating his hand. Her entire body shook violently on the cushion, waves of pleasure crashing through her until the meter finally hit 100%.
Lisa collapsed limply, panting heavily, her face buried in the cushion with a blissful, satisfied expression.
Andrey slowly withdrew his hands, gently stroking Lisa’s back as she lay limp and boneless on the cushioned mat, a soft, satisfied sigh escaping her lips. Her body was completely relaxed, the tension from the battles melted away under his careful touch. He pulled a light blanket over her, tucking it around her shoulders as she drifted into a peaceful, contented daze.
"Rest now," he murmured, his voice low and gentle.
He rose to his feet and turned his attention to Sarah, who had been watching the entire process with a mix of curiosity and barely concealed anticipation. Her cheeks were flushed, and she shifted on her cushion, clearly trying to look unbothered.
Sarah cleared her throat, trying to sound casual. "Finally. I was starting to think you’d forgotten about me."
Andrey allowed a small smile to cross his lips. "I wouldn’t forget about you, Sarah."
He gestured toward the mat where Lisa still lay sleeping peacefully. "Come here."
Sarah rose with a deliberately slow, languid motion, as if to show she wasn’t eager. But the slight quiver in her steps betrayed her. She moved to the mat and lay down on her stomach, resting her chin on her folded arms, her voice carrying a hint of teasing.
"Make sure you get all the knots out. I don’t want any leftover tension."
Andrey knelt beside her, his hands already reaching for her shoulders. "I will."
His palms settled on her shoulders, and the moment he made contact, Sarah’s breath hitched slightly. The warmth of his hands seeped through the fabric of her Magical Girl outfit, the tension in her muscles already beginning to ease. His thumbs pressed into the tight knots at the base of her neck, working in slow, steady circles.
Sarah let out a soft, reluctant sigh as her body began to relax against her will. "Hmm... that’s actually not bad..."
Andrey continued his work, moving down her shoulders and along her spine. He could feel the tightness in her muscles, the residue of hours of battle. He pressed a little deeper, working out the stiffness in her lower back.
Sarah’s breath hitched again, a small, almost inaudible sound escaping her lips. "...That spot is sore." freewebnσvel.cѳm
"Here?" Andrey pressed gently, finding the knot she was referring to.
"Ahn! yes... right there..." Sarah’s voice lost its teasing edge, becoming softer, more genuine as Andrey worked on the tight muscle.
Andrey focused on that area, using his thumbs to knead the tension away. Sarah’s body gradually relaxed under his touch, her shoulders dropping, her breathing deepening. He moved lower, pressing along her sides, then down to her lower back, working out the remaining stiffness.
Sarah let out a low, contented hum, her voice softer than before. "This isn’t as awkward as I thought it’d be..."
Andrey’s hands moved down, pressing into the muscles of her thighs. Sarah flinched slightly at the sudden touch, then relaxed as he continued the steady massage.
"You’re quite tight here too," Andrey observed, his fingers pressing carefully.
Sarah let out a small, embarrassed laugh. "Yeah, well... running and dodging giant spiders all day does that."
Andrey continued working, his movements slow and deliberate, massaging her thighs, her calves, and finally her feet. His thumb pressed into the arch of her foot, and Sarah let out a sharp breath.
"Hhnn!" Sarah’s eyes widened slightly as a jolt of sensation shot up her leg, the mix of pressure and sudden release catching her off guard.
"Warn me next time," she muttered, her voice carrying a hint of breathlessness as she shot him a half-hearted glare over her shoulder.
Andrey’s lips twitched. "Sorry."
Sarah let out a soft sigh, her body gradually relaxing. But as his hands moved lower, gliding down her back and pressing along her spine, her breathing started to change.
Andrey’s hands reached the curve of her waist, then moved to her full, round ass. He squeezed both cheeks firmly, kneading the soft yet toned flesh through her outfit.
"Nnh..." Sarah bit her lip, trying to hold back her voice, but a small moan still escaped.
Andrey leaned closer, his voice low near her ear.
"You’re really tense here... especially your ass."
He squeezed harder, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he massaged her ass with slow, sensual motions. Sarah’s hips twitched involuntarily.
"Ahh... idiot... don’t focus only there..." she protested weakly, but her body was already pushing back slightly against his hands.
Andrey slid one hand under her outfit, touching her bare skin directly. His palm glided over her smooth ass before his fingers slipped between her thighs, brushing against her already wet pussy.
Sarah gasped sharply. "Hya—!! Don’t... touch there so suddenly... nhaa..."
But even as she said that, her legs parted a little wider, allowing his fingers better access. Andrey stroked her slick folds slowly, feeling how soaked she already was.
"You’re dripping wet, Sarah," he whispered, his fingers teasing her entrance. "You’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you?"
Sarah buried her face into the cushion, her voice muffled but clearly aroused.
"Shut up... ahhn—!! Just... keep going..."
Andrey continued the erotic massage, one hand kneading her ass while the other teased her pussy, occasionally brushing against her swollen clit. Sarah’s moans grew louder and sweeter, her hips moving on their own as pleasure built rapidly.
Her pleasure meter climbed steadily: 41% → 63% → 78%...
