Chapter 133 – Massage Season 2 #2
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While I was cleaning Chinami’s mud-stained shoes, I received her message and headed to her bathroom sink.
After washing her hands thoroughly and soaking some of the prepared oil and towels, she carefully opened the door and saw Chinami lying in an upright position covered with a towel.
He’s even wearing a gown, but if I cover it with a towel, he’ll try to take it off.
But does she know that that’s hotter than naked?
I put oil on a small bedside table, put a towel in the steamer, and turned the lights down.
“I’ll towel the manners. Just take off your gown and lie down.”
“Um… Can’t you start with a head massage…?”
“Did you like that?”
“Yes…”
“All right. It’s cold?”
“It’s a bit cold…”
I turned on the heater in the corner of the room, and the stall brought a round moving chair to Chinami’s bedside.
After that, I sat down with my butt on and gently stroked Chinami’s slightly wet hair.
“Mmm…”
Chinami is already making a languid noise.
Her face, fresh from a shower and applying serum, was very soft.
Her face smelled like peaches, but she didn’t put on the basic makeup products provided in love hotels, but she seemed to have brought her own.
I think I just used the shampoo in the bathroom, but I’m prepared.
I brushed her bangs from bottom to top and asked softly.
“Are you wearing disposable underwear?”
“Yes… Is it rude to ask such a thing… Huh…?”
A startled exclamation escaped from Chinami’s mouth.
Because I thrust my hand into her back.
In that state, I massaged the back of her neck very weakly, and with the thumb of my other hand, I touched her cheeks as if I were applying lotion on her.
“Mueuh…”
She exhales her characteristic snort and strains her body.
When I scratched her neck, her back straightened and her legs spread apart. It was like a kitten that had just been purring.
“Like?”
“Yes…”
The back of Chinami’s neck and cheeks began to lick her lips. I, who had been touching only that area, touched her ear lobe as if rubbing it with my thumb and forefinger.
Then he poked very lightly with her thumb nail.
“I’m sorry…”
“It’s okay? Sick?”
“Oh, no… It doesn’t hurt…”
Shaking her head, Chinami’s legs were slightly curled.
Looking a little excited. I relieved her tension by gently touching the inside of her ear this time.
Then, raise her blades and glide from behind her ears to her collarbone, repeating her massage by pushing and pulling…
When Chinami’s breathing became languid, she placed her fingers on the concave part of her collarbone and pressed it gently with increasing force.
Hehe…”
She must have felt a thrill from him, and her Chinami’s waist swayed slightly.
Her hands, which were raised somewhat on her stomach, began to wiggle, and her pale face turned reddish and blushed.
It seems that he is starting to feel the pleasure gradually.
After 10 minutes of touching Chinami’s face, I picked up the oil on her bedside table, and she startled and asked in a trembling voice.
“Is the face over now…?”
“No. I will do it again later.”
“Ah, four… Shall I lie down…?”
“No. I’ll just start with the front panel. Can I lower the towel, please?”
“Mmm… Yes…”
After hearing her answer, I lowered the towel covering Chinami’s breasts to the area around her epigastrium.
A swollen mound covered with a robe.
A pure white upper chest is softly visible through the front sleeve.
Suppressing the momentary urge, I dripped a little oil on my hand.
After that, spread it widely all over the hand and touch Chinami’s thin arm as if wrapping it.
“The gown gets in the way a little bit.”
At my words, when I began to massage my arms meticulously, Chinami rolled her eyes.
“…. Is that so…? Then how…”
“Can I just lower it around the shoulders? I think it should be fine if it goes all the way from the arm to the shoulder.”
Just for massage, no other intention.
I persuaded Chinami with such a nuance, and I smiled brightly when the deeply troubled woman lowered her head.
Then, after opening the front of Chinami’s gown to make room, she pulled the gown so that it flowed down her upper arm.
“Hick…”
Her elasticity revealed her immaculate shoulder line.
To reassure her, I patted her under the collarbone with the palm of my hand, and started massaging again, loosening up Chinami’s entire body.
**
A gentle breath escaped from Chinami’s nose.
There was not a single wrinkle around her slightly closed eyes, but after a long time, she seemed to have adapted to the massage and was half asleep.
I had said enough that I didn’t even notice that the gown flowed down more than before.
‘Well…’
It should excite you, but it only makes you drowsy. Was the massage too hard?
Swallowing her regretful heart, I patted her Chinami’s neck lightly and called out to her.
“Master.”
“Ehh…?”
“Should I turn it over? I’ll do your legs and back.”
“…Peach Pound Cake…”
“Yes…?”
“It’s delicious… I want to eat it together…”
Chinami’s body turned over slowly as she licked her lips while making a nonsensical noise.
Even considering that she was asleep, seeing her doing that without even a manner towel must have completely lost her vigilance.
But what is peach pound cake? It’s the name of a food that makes you feel sick just hearing it.
Chinami’s chubby buttocks lying down on her stomach.
I said, putting her hand on her thigh underneath her.
“Let’s go eat together next time.”
“Yes… Huh…?”
Chinami’s head, which flinched as she gave a lengthy answer, turned to her side.
That’s when you noticed. That her own back wasn’t covered with a towel.
Before Chinami, who had fled from sleep, even said what to do with her, I very casually dripped her oil onto her thighs.
“Oh…?”
After that, I started massaging her by pressing the hamstrings in the middle of her shiny legs, which were embarrassing.
“Ahik…!”
She let out her coquettish moans and tugged at her own dainty toes.
I had a similar reaction last time, but it’s cute to see it again.
“Like?”
“…. I don’t know…”
“How are you? It’s okay?”
“I don’t know…!”
“I have to listen to my feelings to adjust my strength. Should I just take care of it?”
“Yes…! Please take care of it…!”
“Why are you angry?”
“I didn’t pay…! Junior…! Quiet…! Concentrate…!”
Chinami, who scolded me with a stern tone, buried her face in the pillow.
Rather than being surprised by the sudden touch, he seemed more excited.
Is it because the lighting is so dim that you can barely see ahead? Adaptation is pretty quick.
It was fortunate. Because I could save time to soothe it.
Laughing, I scratched Chinami’s tiny soles with her fingernails and tickled them.
“Muhh…”
Chinami let out a tickling laugh and moved her legs left and right.
Seeing the wrinkles on the soles of her feet makes her want to tease her even more.
Enduring such feelings, I massaged Chinami’s calves and thighs with moderate pressure.
“… Huh…”
Caress for her legs and gradually, gently over her thighs and down to the bottom of her buttocks.
In that way, as the gentle caress continued while being smeared with oil, the atmosphere that had been slightly ventilated quickly became sticky again.
“Whoa…”
Chinami felt my touch on her as she held her pillow tight.
Her arms gathered under her lifted her torso a little, which pulled her ribcage in, revealing her wing bones and erector muscles rather clearly.
A skeleton tightly packed into her small back.
I thought it would be cute, but it’s very obscene.
Is it because of the lighting? No, even if I saw it in a bright place, I would have felt the same emotion.
Deciding to be a little more daring, I rubbed all of Chinami’s bottom with her oil.
“Hmmm…!?”
At that, Chinami’s body visibly twisted.
It looked like it would raise her upper body at any moment, but the worrying thing didn’t happen.
Proof that you have great trust in me. I expected the backlash to be strong, but it was really fortunate.
I gently stroked the buttocks that had begun to tangle from the oil,
“… Huh…”
When Chinami noticed that she was making a very weird sound, he raised her hand and put it between her hips.
Hehe…?”
Chinami lifted her pelvis as if she felt her hand touching her labia.
The reaction is not bad. Should I be a little more courageous?
Having made up my mind quickly, I pressed the sensitive area with the middle joint of her middle finger while brushing between her crotches, pretending to massage her inner thighs.
OK,
“Muaang…!”
Chinami crossed her legs and slapped her on the bed as if she were splashing around.
She groaned the same way she did when she first gave her a massage, but her reaction was much more intense, and she feels it properly.
Chinami’s pussy felt very moist against the skin covering her joints.
It means wet. Quite a bit too.
At first glance, it feels lighter than Miyuki’s, but is Chinami a water suit?
I want to touch you a little more.
“It’s okay?”
Panties covering Chinami’s labia, who must be feeling the thrill.
In response to my question, which had been pressuring me there, Chinami’s head nodded up and down her.
“Can I do more?”
“…..”
“What should I do? Do you do a little more? Or do you stop?”
“…. Do…”
I say something, but I can’t hear it well.
Bringing her ear close to Chinami’s head, I asked again.
“Yes? What did you say?”
“I feel strange… I think it’s because of my junior…”
He pampered in a voice that was so embarrassing, he must be unfamiliar with himself feeling sexual desire.
Wiping my fingers on the towel, I straightened Chinami’s disheveled bangs.
And then he smiled kindly.
“Shall we take a break and try again?”
“No… Please put me back…”
“Do you think it will get weirder if we continue?”
“It will be fine…”
“Really?”
“Your junior is hard of hearing… I think you’d better go to the otolaryngologist tomorrow…”
Why are you whining so cutely?
You want to fuck it.
I said, poking at her bright red cheeks as if they were about to explode.
“Then we will continue.”
