Chapter 195 Massage Effects (1/2)

Samantha kept quiet as she felt the young boy starting to spread the lotion on her.

From the moment she saw him, she had wanted him. When she felt him up, the desire had increased. Yet, she wanted to be the one who was in control so her plan was to get him so turned on from putting the lotion on her that he'd not be able to hold himself back.

Once that happened, she would have him under her thumb. She was confident with her body and had seen how he had looked at her earlier. There was appreciation in his eyes, though she was a bit miffed that no tent appeared in his pants.

So she was going to turn him on so badly and make him wait until he begged for it.

Her lips curled into a smile as she imagined all sorts of things she planned.

Upon feeling his hands on her neck, she sighed. It felt good. At first, it felt like a firm massage that kneaded away all the aches and pains in her neck. Then, it became gentle and fleeting. His fingers seemed to float at the back of her neck.

For some reason, it made her feel rather ... hot.

She bit her lower lips and closed her eyes, relishing in the sensation that his fingers were doing to her.

She felt those strong hands now doing her shoulders, making soft, circular strokes which led to one arm. He took her left arm and started kneading the lotion onto it. She felt him alternate between giving a hard grip on the outer arm and a soft, featherlike touch when it came near her underarm.

His fingers massaged her palm, giving it firm, circular motions that somehow, made her want more. He then focused on her fingers, pulling on it after each massage, making a slight popping sound that relaxed her even further.

After both of her arms were done, he started on her lower back.

She trembled when she felt those strong hands go from her shoulder, around her back and down just to the tip of her buttocks before spreading out and going back up. Then doing it all over again.

She closed her eyes, breathing even harder as she waited and waited for him to pay attention to her butt cheeks that were screaming for his touch. When she felt her lonely buttocks finally being held, she sighed in contentment as he kneaded gently.

In his careful administration of putting the lotion on them, there would be an occasion or two when his fingertips just brushed inbetween the buttcheeks.

She shuddered in pleasure each time he did so, and she even subconsciously clenched them, hoping to trap those delicious fingertips. It never succeeded.

He then began to put the lotion at the back of her legs, his fingertips - again - slightly brushing right at her core. It was so soft and light, like a feather, which left her wanting more. Yet, he never did give more and only teased.

It frustrated her.

”Turn over,” she heard him say and she obeyed, eagerly displaying her best assets to him. She peeked to see his expression and couldn't help but feel disappointed at his lack of reaction. He simply started putting on lotion on her neck and shoulders.

He then took one arm and gently ran his fingers along it, saying, ”I've already done this, but need to reapply on your hands. Since there's no water around, I'll make do with what I have.”

With that, her eyes widened as she saw him take a thumb into his mouth, twirling his tongue around and sucking it slightly before moving on to the next. When all five fingers were done, he started putting on the lotion, his fingertips gently imitating what his tongue had done.

Samantha found herself unable to move, her breathing was getting more and more laboured.

She watched as he put her hand down and started putting the lotion on her chest.

She waited in anticipation as he rubbed it on her neck, then slowly went up to her ears. He gently massaged the lotion all around the ear, making sure every single part of her ear was done. Samantha gulped.

No one had ever touched her there before, in this way before and she closed her legs tightly together, feeling rather moist down there.

She felt his hands on her collarbone, lathering the lotion at the top of her chest, just above the breast. He didn't touch her breasts yet, but simply made sure every part of her upper body was done. Then, he did to her other arm what he had done to the first.

This time, she couldn't wait for his special care and administrations to her fingers. When he began to take a finger into his mouth, she couldn't help the moan that escaped from her lips this time.

Yet, he appeared completely unaffected by it all as he continued as slowly as before.

She closed her eyes in pleasure, feeling like it was just too short when he put her arm down and was about to protest when she felt his hands at the side of her breasts. Her breath hitched as she felt his fingers gently massaging the soft mounds at the side.

In her mind, she was screaming at him to grab her breasts and pinch her nipples but on the outside, she kept mum. There was no way in Hell was she going to beg for him to touch her. No. No. No.

It was he who was supposed to do the begging.