While I stared blankly at the wall, Xander made his way over to Sarah. As she sat on the floor with her back to the couch, he sat behind her and started gently massaging her shoulders.
“Oooooh!” she screamed in delight. “That feels amazing!!”
Xander pressed down firmer in response. “Your shoulders feel so tight!” he said. “When’s the last time you got a massage?”
“Well, my boyfriend usually gives them to me but we’ve both been so busy and stressed lately.”
“That’s too bad,” Xander said. “A beautiful girl like you needs constant massages.”
I kept sitting there as Xander massaged my girlfriend, but the words all sorta just washed over me. I was so mellow after eating all the brownies that I didn’t really care what happened.
Sarah’s eyes were closed and she looked like she was in utter bliss as Xander massaged her shoulders. Maybe he had been a masseuse, because he sure seemed to know what he was doing.
“These shoulders are so tight that I think we might need to use massage oil,” he said. Sarah just moaned in response.
“Do you have any massage oil?” Xander asked, looking at me.
“I don’t think so,” I replied, still in a haze.
“What about cocoa butter or something like that?”
“Ummm….” I replied, hesitantly. I knew that Sarah kept cocoa butter by the bed and felt so relaxed from the brownies that I decided to go and get it. Couldn’t hurt, I thought.
When I brought back the cocoa butter, Xander thanked me and asked Sarah to lie down on the living room rug. “You might also want to take your shirt off,” he added, nonchalantly.
Without waiting a beat, Sarah started taking off her shirt. “What?!” I asked through my internal fog. “Why do you need to do that!?”
“Dude,” Xander responded. “You’re the one who brought us the cocoa butter. Did you think I was just gonna pour it all over her shirt?”
His argument made perfect sense as I realized that no one can use massage oil while wearing a shirt. “Oh, okay,” I replied.
When Sarah removed her shirt, I was shocked to discover that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. We had both been studying in sweatshirts, and apparently she wanted to keep it comfortable by not constraining her massive breasts. Of course I’d noticed the unusually large bulge in her shirt, but it was still slightly concealed by the fabric. I hadn’t realized that she wasn’t wearing a bra at all.
Now her enormous tits hung proudly as they greeted me and Xander. “Holy fuck,” he responded. “I’d forgotten how beautiful those things are.”
I watched in horror as this 19-year-old stud gawked openly at my girlfriend’s rack. Even though he’d already felt every centimeter of her incredible breasts during the practical exa,m, this time felt different. After giving us a long, extended view, Sarah finally lied down on her two gigantic boobs and let Xander do his work.
Xander slowly spread cocoa butter over my girlfriend’s back and shoulders. As his fingers started gliding across her, he had her moaning in no time. “Ugggghhhhh,” Sarah groaned. “That feels soooooo goooooooood.”
Although I’d given Sarah massages countless times, they were nothing like this. Xander had Sarah writhing and moaning from all the pain and pleasure he was eliciting. “Just relax,” he urged her. “Let my hands sink in. Become like water as you give yourself to me.”
Xander’s voice was almost hypnotic as it washed over both me and Sarah. While she was much more relaxed, I also just sat there in a daze. Without realizing it, I ended up staring at the floor for several minutes—probably as a result of sleepless nights and the six pot-filled brownies.
When I looked back at Sarah and Xander, I noticed that something looked different. But it took me a few seconds to realize what had changed. Sarah’s jeans had disappeared and Xander was now massaging her legs.
“Oooooh,” she cooed, as his hands roamed up and down her legs. “You’re soooo goooood at this.”
“Just wait for it, baby,” he replied. “We’ve gotta work your whole body.”
Right then, this teenage stud gently tugged at Sarah’s panties, slipping them down her incredible ass. To my surprise, Sarah lifted up her hips so that Xander could pull her panties right off. Without saying a word, Xander started massaging her firm and toned butt. Sarah just kept moaning as Xander pressed into her.
“Okay, baby,” he whispered into her ear. “It’s time to flip over.”
At this point, I should’ve put a stop to this “professional massage.” Any boyfriend worth his salt would’ve stepped in and told this kid to fuck off. No one had given him permission to go this far and the whole thing was getting far too sexual. Besides, we still had studying to do for the morning exam.
Perhaps the brownies had taken a toll or perhaps I was just curious about what might happen next. But for some reason, I kept quiet as Sarah turned over underneath Xander’s small body, exposing her gorgeous breasts and cleanly shaven pussy.
I stared in awe as my girlfriend—the most beautiful girl I had ever seen—now fully exposed herself in front of Xander, who remained completely clothed. It was a strange juxtaposition, seeing this drop-dead gorgeous girl showing off her tits and pussy to this scrawny, awkward kid wearing baggy clothes.
Without touching Sarah’s body, Xander leaned over and whispered something in her ear. I couldn’t hear what was said but saw her nod her head in response. Then Xander did something that shocked me. Without asking me for permission, he dove down and pressed his lips to Sarah’s vagina. Only a few feet away from me, he started eating out my girlfriend.
“UGHHHHHHH!” Sarah moaned, as he found her clit. “YESSSSSSSSS!”
I was flabbergasted that Xander had literally dove straight into sex, but there was little I could do. It seems that Sarah had given him permission to utilize his massage techniques on the inner workings of her vagina.
For the next 20 minutes, Xander kept Sarah moaning and writing on the floor. With the work of his tongue and a few of his fingers, he brought her to two, three, four mind-shattering orgasms. Although I had eaten Sarah out hundreds of times, I had never gotten her off like this. Xander’s tongue was giving her more intense orgasms at a much faster rate. She barely had any time to recover before Xander set off fireworks inside her again.
After the fifth orgasm in 20 minutes—a record for Sarah—Xander whispered something else in her ear. Once again, she nodded her head.
Still fully clothed, Xander stood up and walked over to me. Leaning over to whisper in my ear, he quietly said, “I’m about to fuck your girlfriend. And if you want to come watch, I need you fully naked in the bedroom in the next sixty seconds.”
“Oooooh!” she screamed in delight. “That feels amazing!!”
Xander pressed down firmer in response. “Your shoulders feel so tight!” he said. “When’s the last time you got a massage?”
“Well, my boyfriend usually gives them to me but we’ve both been so busy and stressed lately.”
“That’s too bad,” Xander said. “A beautiful girl like you needs constant massages.”
I kept sitting there as Xander massaged my girlfriend, but the words all sorta just washed over me. I was so mellow after eating all the brownies that I didn’t really care what happened.
Sarah’s eyes were closed and she looked like she was in utter bliss as Xander massaged her shoulders. Maybe he had been a masseuse, because he sure seemed to know what he was doing.
“These shoulders are so tight that I think we might need to use massage oil,” he said. Sarah just moaned in response.
“Do you have any massage oil?” Xander asked, looking at me.
“I don’t think so,” I replied, still in a haze.
“What about cocoa butter or something like that?”
“Ummm….” I replied, hesitantly. I knew that Sarah kept cocoa butter by the bed and felt so relaxed from the brownies that I decided to go and get it. Couldn’t hurt, I thought.
When I brought back the cocoa butter, Xander thanked me and asked Sarah to lie down on the living room rug. “You might also want to take your shirt off,” he added, nonchalantly.
Without waiting a beat, Sarah started taking off her shirt. “What?!” I asked through my internal fog. “Why do you need to do that!?”
“Dude,” Xander responded. “You’re the one who brought us the cocoa butter. Did you think I was just gonna pour it all over her shirt?”
His argument made perfect sense as I realized that no one can use massage oil while wearing a shirt. “Oh, okay,” I replied.
When Sarah removed her shirt, I was shocked to discover that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. We had both been studying in sweatshirts, and apparently she wanted to keep it comfortable by not constraining her massive breasts. Of course I’d noticed the unusually large bulge in her shirt, but it was still slightly concealed by the fabric. I hadn’t realized that she wasn’t wearing a bra at all.
Now her enormous tits hung proudly as they greeted me and Xander. “Holy fuck,” he responded. “I’d forgotten how beautiful those things are.”
I watched in horror as this 19-year-old stud gawked openly at my girlfriend’s rack. Even though he’d already felt every centimeter of her incredible breasts during the practical exa,m, this time felt different. After giving us a long, extended view, Sarah finally lied down on her two gigantic boobs and let Xander do his work.
Xander slowly spread cocoa butter over my girlfriend’s back and shoulders. As his fingers started gliding across her, he had her moaning in no time. “Ugggghhhhh,” Sarah groaned. “That feels soooooo goooooooood.”
Although I’d given Sarah massages countless times, they were nothing like this. Xander had Sarah writhing and moaning from all the pain and pleasure he was eliciting. “Just relax,” he urged her. “Let my hands sink in. Become like water as you give yourself to me.”
Xander’s voice was almost hypnotic as it washed over both me and Sarah. While she was much more relaxed, I also just sat there in a daze. Without realizing it, I ended up staring at the floor for several minutes—probably as a result of sleepless nights and the six pot-filled brownies.
When I looked back at Sarah and Xander, I noticed that something looked different. But it took me a few seconds to realize what had changed. Sarah’s jeans had disappeared and Xander was now massaging her legs.
“Oooooh,” she cooed, as his hands roamed up and down her legs. “You’re soooo goooood at this.”
“Just wait for it, baby,” he replied. “We’ve gotta work your whole body.”
Right then, this teenage stud gently tugged at Sarah’s panties, slipping them down her incredible ass. To my surprise, Sarah lifted up her hips so that Xander could pull her panties right off. Without saying a word, Xander started massaging her firm and toned butt. Sarah just kept moaning as Xander pressed into her.
“Okay, baby,” he whispered into her ear. “It’s time to flip over.”
At this point, I should’ve put a stop to this “professional massage.” Any boyfriend worth his salt would’ve stepped in and told this kid to fuck off. No one had given him permission to go this far and the whole thing was getting far too sexual. Besides, we still had studying to do for the morning exam.
Perhaps the brownies had taken a toll or perhaps I was just curious about what might happen next. But for some reason, I kept quiet as Sarah turned over underneath Xander’s small body, exposing her gorgeous breasts and cleanly shaven pussy.
I stared in awe as my girlfriend—the most beautiful girl I had ever seen—now fully exposed herself in front of Xander, who remained completely clothed. It was a strange juxtaposition, seeing this drop-dead gorgeous girl showing off her tits and pussy to this scrawny, awkward kid wearing baggy clothes.
Without touching Sarah’s body, Xander leaned over and whispered something in her ear. I couldn’t hear what was said but saw her nod her head in response. Then Xander did something that shocked me. Without asking me for permission, he dove down and pressed his lips to Sarah’s vagina. Only a few feet away from me, he started eating out my girlfriend.
“UGHHHHHHH!” Sarah moaned, as he found her clit. “YESSSSSSSSS!”
I was flabbergasted that Xander had literally dove straight into sex, but there was little I could do. It seems that Sarah had given him permission to utilize his massage techniques on the inner workings of her vagina.
For the next 20 minutes, Xander kept Sarah moaning and writing on the floor. With the work of his tongue and a few of his fingers, he brought her to two, three, four mind-shattering orgasms. Although I had eaten Sarah out hundreds of times, I had never gotten her off like this. Xander’s tongue was giving her more intense orgasms at a much faster rate. She barely had any time to recover before Xander set off fireworks inside her again.
After the fifth orgasm in 20 minutes—a record for Sarah—Xander whispered something else in her ear. Once again, she nodded her head.
Still fully clothed, Xander stood up and walked over to me. Leaning over to whisper in my ear, he quietly said, “I’m about to fuck your girlfriend. And if you want to come watch, I need you fully naked in the bedroom in the next sixty seconds.”
