Super Sun Sapien Stress Subtractor
You sit and lazily watch some tv while eating a small bag of popcorn. You’ve already finished your housework for the day, so you’re resting for now. All in all, it’s been a fairly average day.
For almost two years now you’ve been married to Celestia. Both of you met in a bar and hooked up. After that, she left her note with her number on it before leaving while you were asleep. You called her up, set a date, and the rest is history.
Recently though, Celestia has been under some stress from her job. She’s a principal at the high school and says things have recently been very hectic.
She’s said something about demons or sirens, but you figure that’s all just figurative.
In any case, you can tell that the work load has been getting to her, so you’ve been planning to help her relax when she gets home.
Just as you smile to yourself in thought of your plan, you hear the door open and turn your head. Celestia stands in the door with a bag of groceries and a dull tired look on her face. She rubs her right eye before stepping in and closing the door.
“Hello dear,” you say as you stand up and move towards the kitchen counter while she does the same.
Celestia mumbles a response to you before setting the bag on the counter and pressing a hand against her back. She strains against it for a second before letting out a sigh as it cracks.
You go back to the couch and turn off the tv with the remote as Celestia practically falls into it. Moving behind her, you place your hands on her shoulders and start to rub them as you get down on a knee.
“Another tough day, huh?” you ask.
“Extremely. We had to deal with the school board asking why we’ve spent so much on repairs recently,” she explains with a sigh.
Moving your hands up to her neck, you press your thumbs against her neck muscles and move along them. Celestia’s head starts to sway with your motions, making you hold back a small laugh.
“And I’m sorry for making you do so much work around the house and all, I know you must be getting tired of it too,” she apologizes lazily.
“It’s fine. It’s only been a few days after all,” you reply with a shrug.
You move your hands back towards her shoulder blades. Your thumbs move just below them and gently rub along their edges as you keep your palms on her shoulders.
“Well, thanks for being so considerate dear,” she replies, letting her head slouch forward a bit.
“No problem. Here, let me help you relax. Lay face down and I can give you a massage,” you tell her, straightening back up and moving around the couch.
“You spoil me,” Celestia says with a small laugh as she scoots to the center seat and lays down.
Tossing one leg over her side, you kneel on the couch over Celestia. Once you’re stable, you crack your knuckles over her and place your hands on her back, leaning into it with light pressure.
“It’s nothing really. To be honest, giving the massage has some perks of it’s own...” you trail off as you slide your hands to feel the sides of her breasts.
“How sneaky of you,” Celestia replies with a chuckle.
Moving your hands back up, you slide them over Celestia’s curves. The button-up shirt she’s wearing clings to her curves, showing them off in a very complimenting way. Feeling along them, you reflect on just how lucky you are.
Under your hands you make out Celestia’s bra straps. With a chest as big as her’s, it’s no surprise that you can feel the fabric dig into her somewhat. She’s complains a lot of back pain from when she was younger and just went commando sometimes, a mark of her more wild youth.
The thought of her chest bouncing freely makes you smile. You shake the image out of your head and return to the task at hand.
Going back to the spots below her shoulders, you press your thumbs into them and try to force out any knots. With each press, you add a little more of your weight into it. From the occasional sigh and flinch from Celestia, you can tell it’s working.
After a minute or so of tugging at her muscles, you move your hands down. As you do, you’re careful to keep your palms firmly on her but not pressing so much it’s uncomfortable.
You stop right above her kidneys and feel along where her muscles are tensest. Celestia’s fidgeting from the ticklish feeling makes you both laugh a little.
Rather than using your thumbs here, you use the entire pads of your hands. You carefully avoid pressing too hard into her so she can still get the tension released, but not have her lungs squished.
Moving down the couch slightly, you drag your hands past her kidneys till they’re right above her ass. The black skirt she’s wearing has been pulled down slightly from when she sat down, revealing the top of her white panties.
Figuring what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her, you decide to give them a good look while you massage the sides right above her skirt. The muscles there are particularly tense, so it takes a few minutes to work through them.
“That sure took some time. You wouldn’t be using this massage to feel me up, would you?” Celestia asks playfully.
“You think too little of me, darling. Were I to try and feel you up, I would go straight for your beautiful bottom,” you say, lifting your hands off of her back.
“An alliteration about my butt, how romantic,” she says with another chuckle.
“Well if my poetic talents can’t make you swoon I suppose my fingers deserve a chance,” you say before placing your hands on her rear and giving it a squeeze.
“I’m starting to think you had nefarious intentions from the start now,” she says.
“Now, now, I didn’t say I wouldn’t massage your butt, but I am going to massage it instead of just groping it. Think of it like mixing business and pleasure,” you defend.
“Oh very well, since you’ve been so helpful while work has been hectic,” she says before turning her face towards the back of the couch.
Letting a smirk come over your lips as you move your hands down to her thighs. You slide your palms up and down them, stopping above the back of her knees and where her ass begins. With each hit on her ass, it jiggles in a very enticing way.
The skirt she’s wearing is long, so you unfortunately can’t sneak a peek. Still, the fabric isn’t very thick, so you can easily feel the warmth coming off of her skin.
After stoking her legs for a bit, you move back up to her ass. Through the skirt, you can feel the faint outline of her panties. You start to move your hands rhythmically in circles on her cheeks, pressing into it in small pulses.
Her ass is not very toned, but her wide hips give it a very prominent size. Just having them under your hands is almost mesmerising as you watch them jiggle with the motions.
“Hmm, that’s about all I can do like this,” you say, taking your hands away.
“Like this?” Celestia asks.
“Well, this lovely skirt you’re wearing is getting in the way of my work,” you say with a sigh.
“Oh is it now? You wouldn’t be just trying to get it off for non-business reasons would you?” she says with a chuckle.
“That might be true. I can’t help it if you have such a cute butt,” you reply with a shrug.
“You always were good with flattery. Go ahead, but you better not spend all your time back there,” she says with a light warning tone.
“Oh don’t worry, I’ll be sure you get the full body treatment,” you say, standing up and moving to the side of the couch.
Once there, you start to grab her skirt to pull it down but hesitate. Checking to make sure she wasn’t looking, you sneak a look up her skirt. It seems a little pointless, but looking up her skirt is kind of like watching a trailer before the film.
Taking hold of the skirt hem, you start to pull down as she lifts her legs. You can tell she’s already in a relaxed state by the funny way she lazily lifts her legs to help you.
After pulling it off, you fold her skirt up and place it on chair nearby. Turning back, Celestia has kicked on leg up and is looking back at you with a small smirk.
You return the smile before moving quickly back to the couch. As you approach, she lowers her leg back down so you can get back over her. Once straddling her, you feel the foot tap you on your back.
Taking your hands back to her bare ass, you spread her cheeks apart and squeeze them. Her white panties feel amazing under your fingers as you run your fingers over them between each grope.
With each rub, you unconsciously start to pulse your hips to the movements. Just as you notice this, you pause and take one hand to adjust your pants, a hard on making them uncomfortable.
Placing your hands back on Celestia’s ass, you move the the top of her panties and slide your fingers under the band. You tug them down ward and back up a few time before Celestia laughs and speaks up.
“You know, you could’ve just said you wanted to have sex,” she calls from the other side of the couch.
“Hey, I gave you a massage. Besides, I was going ask you to roll over so I could do the front next,” you say defensively.
“Massage, huh? Sure it’s not just going to be squeezing my boobs?” she asks.
“Maybe. Is there anything wrong with that?” you counter.
She sighs and rolls onto her back between your legs.
As she does, you can’t help but trace up from her crossed legs to her hips and then past her shirt up to her face. She smiles at you as you lean forward and give her a kiss on the lips.
You place your right hand on her thigh while balancing yourself with the other and slide it up the side of her body. Once over her shirt, you feel up along the seam of her shirt until you reach under her arm.
Her bra straps can be barely felt through the thick fabric of her shirt, but you slowly inch along to make sure you find them. Celestia squirms slightly as your fingers start to tickle her.
Pulling your finger off her side, you bring it to her hair. Your fingers comb their way through her rainbow colored hair as you watch the colors shift in your hands. You’ve never figured out how her hair works, but it’s pleasant to watch nonetheless.
“You know, I think this nice looking shirt of yours might get in the way of the massage,” you say with a semi-hidden grin as you lift yourself back on your knees.
“You’re very cute when you’re trying to be sly, you know,” Celestia replies with a giggle.
Quickly moving back down, you give her a quick kiss on the lips. Your hands mover towards her neck and you start to unbutton her shirt as her hands move over your back. It takes a few seconds, but you eventually get all of the buttons undone.
Getting upright again, you grasp the middle of the opening in her shirt before pushing it to the side. You look down across her stomach and up to her pure white bra.
Placing your hands onto her chest, you feel the thick fabric bend under your touch. You curve your hands around her chest, feeling the entirety of their large surface. Celestia leans her head to her right with a smile as you continue to rub her chest.
Leaning forward, you press your groin against her stomach so you can get a better grip. As you do, Celestia opens her eyes and looks down her body before grinning up at you.
“My, my, what happened to this being a professional massage?” Celestia says with sarcastic shock.
“You being too beautiful is what happened,” you reply with mock seriousness.
“Oh, you know flattery is my one weakness. It also helps you’re so cute,” she says, tracing a finger along your back.
Leaning over, you give her another kiss while you start to undo your pants. Celestia’s hands move from your back down to your rear and give your butt a few squeezes. Sliding your pants down, you keep your underwear on before leaning back.
Celestia’s hand move along your waistband towards your front. Once they meet in the center, she tugs at the elastic a few times and lets one hand drift down over your package. She traces the length of it with one finger.
Taking her hand back to the sides of your hips, she pulls your underwear down to your knees. Her hands quickly go to your shaft where she starts stroking you slowly.
She pushes herself up to a sitting position to get a better grip. As she does, you put a hand on her cheek and smile down at her. She looks back up with a small blush coming to her face as she starts to go faster.
After a few minutes of stroking and fondling your balls, she lifts your shaft up and gives the tip a couple small kisses. Pulling away, she goes back to laying down and spreads her legs a little wider.
“So does this massage come with a happy ending?” she says with a sultry tone.
“Not normally, but for such a pretty lady I think I’ll make an exception,” you say before falling back into kissing her.
Supporting yourself with one hand, your other goes to between Celestia’s legs. You move your legs and start to pull down her panties. Celestia helps and works them off of her legs, kicking them to where her skirt is.
With the panties out of the way, your fingers are free to rub Celestia’s slit with no obstruction. She’s already wet from the massage, so you place your thumb on her clit and start to swirl it around.
She pulls back from the kiss to let out a moan and bite her lip before going back in. You continue to rub her until you feel her hands take a hold of your shaft again. You pull off the kiss and look down to watch as she gives you a few slow strokes.
Taking your hand from between her legs, you place it over hers on your shaft and take it to your hip. your hand replaces hers as you guide your shaft towards her pussy.
You press the head against her labia and rub it up and down a few times. Celestia places a hand on your supporting arm and gives it a squeeze with every movement.
Pressing it into her slowly, you feel her hands flex as she takes a small gasp of air in. She lets it out with a quiet giggle while you continue to go in. The hand that was squeezing your arm starts to rub up and down it.
Reaching a few inches inside of her, you pull out at the same speed. Once it gets to the point where only your head is still inside of her, you press back in at a faster speed. This starts you at a rhythmic pace of going in and out of her.
Small jets of hot air shoot in and out of your nose as you start to move at a much faster pace. The couch beneath the both of you makes small creaks from the repeated force of both of your bodies bouncing against it.
You take your free hand and move it to Celestias chest. Sliding under her bra, you feel the breast bounce in and out of your hand with each thrust.
Giving her a few good squeezes, you slow your pumping down to better focus on your hand. Her hand goes back o her head and brushes some stray hairs out of her face as she clears her throat and catches her breath.
Leaning down, you give her another kiss while your finger finds her nipples. After some working around under the fairly tight fabric, you manage to pinch it softly. Celestia flinches at first before putting an arm around your back and pulling you closer to her.
Her large breasts keep you from completely touching, but with a tilt of your head you manage to continue kissing her. Pulling the hand out from under her bra, you move it under her back, which she arches as you do.
You speed up your thrusting as your arm goes under her back. Breaking the kiss, you move to her neck and start to suck on it. Celestia moans into your ear as you move faster, wrapping her legs around you.
A few more minutes of thrusting and you feel a pressure start to rise in your gut. You pull off of Celestias neck and catch your breath.
“Hey, I’m close, where do you...?¨ you ask, reaching down for your shaft.
Celestia grabs your hand and brings it away. She places it on her hip and smiles up at you, taking the hand and putting it on your face.
“How about you just go inside this time?“ she says, rubbing your cheek with her thumb.
You start to speak up and slow down, but Celestia just smiling face makes you forget your worries. Leaning down, you give her a kiss and give into her request.
A few thrusts later and you finish. With one last go, you drive deeper into her than any of the pushes before and hold in place. Celestia’s legs twitch against your back as you finish.
The volleys of cum blast inside of her in quick succession. after the first few shots, your body unstiffens and you pump into her a few more times. Eventually, you’ve spent your entire load and fall against her for a moment as you catch your breath.
“That was quite the massage,” Celestia says with a content sigh.
“Only the best for you, my dear,” you reply with a breathless laugh.
Lifting yourself up, you pull out of her pussy and fall in between her and the back of the couch. Celestia turns with you, turning the embrace into a cuddle with you being the big spoon.
She turns her head back towards your as you wrap your arm around her front, draping it over hers. As she looks back, you lift your head up and give her a kiss before resting back against her hair.
“I love you,” Celestia says, nuzzling her head against the pillow.
“And I love you,” you reply, pulling her into a briefly tighter embrace.
Both of you drift off to sleep in each other’s arms on the couch. Despite the uncomfortable arrangement, it’s some of the best sleep you’ve had in a while.
