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Sisterhood of Sin -- 27 -- Tumbled Into Trouble

Date: 12/25/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Author: LastWife, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

happen tonight. I don't plan on sleeping in my clothes. I've already seen you naked. I can try to continue concealing myself from you, but I don't have to. Either way, just sleeping in the same room could change our... connection to each other. And there are risks with that. But I can try to help you sleep. So, I have makeup to remove and I like to shower before bed and a hot shower and a massage will help you sleep, so... do you want a neck and shoulder massage?" I'm liking this new Marta. I should bounce more thoughts off her. "I would love a massage." She goes into the bathroom to undress and my curiosity is driving me crazy. I hear her brushing her teeth and showering. The woman who emerges in a hotel bathrobe looks like a stranger. Her hair is the same color, but the pale white face, striking dark black lips, black gloves and dark clothing are all gone. Before me is a tall, slender, athletic, freckled ginger. "Oh my god, Marta. I thought you were beautiful before, but wow! Tell me that your hair is dyed." In response, she opens her robe and I see her firecrotch. She closes it quickly, not allowing my eyes to linger. I sense Bethany's touch in this. If she's continued reading my stories, she knows that I have a thing for gingers. I take my turn in the bathroom and emerge in the other bathrobe. She's prepared my bed for the massage and has a small bottle of oil ready for my back. I drop the robe and crawl onto my belly on the bed. The oil and her expert technique ... soon have me very relaxed. Her bare ass sits on mine as she rubs the tension out of my back, shoulders, and neck. I feel her coarse pubic hair as it rubs above the valley of my ass. It makes me wet. It feels like she is also wet. I want this to lead to sex, but apparently, she has these professional ethics and this curiously specific concern for Dan's permission, and I don't want to push her away by trying to get closer. It's strangely comforting be held back by a sense of honor. Soon she is finished and the lights are off and we are each naked in our separate beds. I try to sleep, but even with the benefits of the massage, it isn't happening. I know what the problem is. Visions of that brief glimpse of Marta's body have invaded my thoughts. I quietly rub myself, imagining the pleasures her body could give me. As I gently squeeze and tug my nipples, I imagine licking hers, and then licking lower and lower, across her rock hard six-pack and into that flame red bush. My fingers do not have to move fast for this. A long slow build up with the image of me licking her clit, and then her licking mine is sufficient. I try to be quiet as I come, but I fail. So does she. "Good night, Marta." I hear the smile in her voice, which is huskier than normal. "Good night, Cate Blanc." I wonder why she used my full alias. She snores softly, but I bet that I will, too. Unfortunately, I drift to sleep thinking of Kevin and the disturbing things he wrote in his blog. He is not father material.