More than just a massage...
Start with kindness, end with lust
More than just a massage…
“You’re so tense Candis.”
“I guess so, what with everything that’s been going on.”
“Nothing’s happening right now, so why don’t you let me get rid of that tension for you? Just lie down and let me give you a massage, huh?”
“Would that be okay?”
“Of course, why else would I ask?”
She blushes a little, carefully pulls off her clothes and lies down on her stomach. As she does so, you can’t help but run your eyes over her slender frame. Her ashen gray fur and cyan hair contrasting so well under the bedroom light as she lies down, completely exposed.
“At least you’re more comfortable being nude around me now.”
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Good point, considering. Now, do you want a normal massage, or my own special type?”
“Special type?”
“I heat my hands magically and start from there.”
“That sounds great.”
“Then that’s what I’ll do.”
You concentrate a little, feeling your horn’s magic flow as its aura surrounds your hands. When you’re at the right point, you stop the magic and press your fingers gently against her tight shoulder muscles and rubbing in small circles.
“Is that nice?”
“Mhmm.”
Her wings flutter slightly as your massage goes across her shoulderblades and her upper back.
“Hey, try not to get too excited, huh?”
You can tell she’s blushing even though she’s facing away. You can feel the tension in her muscles fading underneath your fingers. You hear her breathing slowing as she relaxes. Moving lower down her back, you ‘accidentally’ brush your hands against her wingbases. You hear her try to stifle a moan as her feathers ruffle and her wings open ever-so-slightly.
“If you’d like me to, I can give your wings a massage.”
“Oh…um, I don’t know…”
“It’ll be fine, I promise to be gentle.”
“But…nopony’s ever touched my wings before.”
“And you’re nervous because you don't know what it'll feel like?”
“Yeah. Is…is it nice? To have somepony touching your wings?”
“It’s the most sensitive part of a pegasus, so it can be.”
“Is it more sensitive than…down there?”
“About the same.”
“Oh…um…will it…if you touch my wings, will I…will I get turned on?”
“I don’t know, honestly. D’you want to find out?”
“Um…okay Sure.”
You massage her back, now going back up to her wingbases and loosening any knots of tension you found on the way there. As your fingers slide along the area where her wings join to her back, she gasps suddenly.
“Too fast?”
“No, not at all. Its okay.”
“If you’re sure. I am gonna need you to open your wings though sweetie.”
You move your hands away as she slowly unfolds her impressive wings. You’d never seen them fully extended before, and were taken aback a little by their size and curvature.
“Is this okay?”
“I never knew how beautiful your wings are. They’re so long and well-curved.”
“I try to look after them…”
“I can see. You good for me to start?”
“Okay, but please be gentle.”
“I will be sweetheart, don’t worry.”
Your hands run slowly over the length of her left wing, your fingers brushing through her pale feathers. Those feathers that felt so light and soft.
“Is this okay for you Candy?”
“It’s great. Thank you for doing this for me.”
“It’s my pleasure.” You reply, smiling. “Although it might be more comfortable for you if you’re on your back.”
You move your hands away and step back a little as she rolls over, her wings still erect.
“This is a little better actually.”
“Y’see? Now, we’re gonna have to be close so that I can properly massage you.”
“Oh…um…okay?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep my hands to your wings.”
“Thanks. I’m not in the mood for anything more intimate at the moment.”
“That’s fine honey. I’ll not get near anything other than your wings unless you ask me to.”
You smile at Candis as you climb over her, a hand over each wing.
“You’re pushing down a little hard…”
“Sorry honey, I didn’t mean to.”
You lean back slightly, loosening your grip slightly and running your fingers through her feathers again.
“Oooh, that feels good.”
“I told you, didn't I?”
You run your hands further down through her wings and then move across to the feathers right at the tips of her wings. You can almost feel the nerve endings as you stroke the feathers there. You hear Candis begin to breath quicker, you can almost hear her heart beating.
“Feeling good Candy?”
“Yeah, I feel amazing…”
You see her cheeks flush red suddenly as your strokes become longer and slower.
“Oh no…”
“What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong sweetie?”
She shakes her head slightly as her cheeks turn even more crimson.
“No, you’re doing everything perfectly. A little too perfect…”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No, please keep going. I love how it makes me feel.”
“Okay then, if that’s what you want. If it gets too much for you, tell me and I’ll stop.”
“I will. If…if I get hornier…would it be okay for…well, for me to…”
“Sweetie, you can do whatever makes you feel good. If you need to masturbate then go for it, I won’t stop you. If you’d like, I’ll help you…release.”
“Is that okay?”
“Just say the word.”
She blushes again and nods, a silent request for you to continue. You move your hands to the area where her wings attach to her back and feel them full of tension. You press your fingers deep into her muscle, working away her pain. She moans slightly and mouths a silent thank you once her back is finally free of all the pain she’d been silently suffering with.
“That’s so much better, thank you.”
“No problem. Are you still…wet?”
“A little…”
“There’s no need to be embarrassed. It’s perfectly natural to get turned on by things.”
“Can…can you stroke my wingtips again?”
“Whatever you want.”
You move your hands to her wingtips again, stroking them gently.
“Is that what you wanted?”
“That’s perfect…oh no, I’m getting wet again…my thighs are so warm…”
“It’s okay, just let it happen…”
“I’m just so horny…I’m sorry for this…”
“Candy, its fine. So you’re horny, it’s not a problem.”
“Will…will you help me?”
“I’ll do whatever you want.”
“Kiss me. Kiss me and play with my tits.”
You move your hands from her wings to her chest and gently grab her breasts, squeezing them a little. Not knowing her limits, you decide to keep it on the down-low to begin with.
“Why so gentle?”
“I don’t want to go too far.”
“Please, be a little more forceful.”
You kiss her again, pressing for access. She opens her mouth slowly and you slip your tongue inside as you squeeze a little harder on her breasts, pulling on her nipple. She moans into your mouth quietly as you pull on her hard nipple.
“Ohhh…I’m so horny…so wet…”
She wants more, you can see it in her eyes, but you ask her anyway.
“You want more?”
“Please, oh please more! I want you to make me cum…”
“Don’t worry, you will.”
You kiss her again, more powerfully than before. You lower one of your hands down her body and to her crotch. Almost on cue, she opens her legs just enough for your hand to slip between her thighs. She breaks the kiss with a loud moan as you rub on her clit.
“Oh god! More!”
You run your hand further between her legs as she spreads them wider. You slip one finger, then two and then three into her sweet, wet hole. The smell of sex hits you as her wetness covers your fingers. You slide them in and out slowly, stroking her walls. As you find her G-spot, she moans even louder and with a higher pitch.
“Oh my god, don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop!”
“You’re making me so wet Candis. I’m so wet for you, and I want you.”
“I want you too. I want you here and now.”
You pull away from her, quickly strip off and lay back on top of her.
“Please Candy…make me cum…”
Your hand moves between her thighs again as her hand moves to yours.
“Make me squirt like never before…”
You thrust your fingers inside her again, harder this time and deeper. Rubbing her clit at the same time, you’re overcome with pleasure as she does the same to you. You can feel your juices slicking her fingers and your thighs and you moan loudly, only to be muffled by a kiss from your lover. Her thrusts get faster as she adds the third finger into your hot and sticky slit.
“Oh god…Candy you’re so good…make me cum. Make me squirt!”
She thrusts her fingers deeper and harder, faster and faster. Already you feel yourself tensing, preparing for your climax. You increase your own efforts, rubbing on her clit faster and pressing on it harder.
“I can’t…last anymore…”
“We’ll cum together…”
You’re at your peak, and you can feel that she’s at hers. In perfect unison, you both thrust those final few pushes and with a kiss muffle what would otherwise be near-deafening screams. You feel your thighs and your hand heat up with their new coat as you break the kiss, panting heavily. Pulling your fingers from her, you lick them clean and she does the same.
“Best. Massage. Ever.”
“Glad I could help sweetheart.”