1. Rub a Dub Dub - Meeting Violet


    Date: 7/13/2016, Categories: Fiction, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 94, Source: sexstories.com

    did well on your test, hmm?" I said, wanting to break the silence. "Yeah, I tried really hard and wanted a massage so mom told me if I aced it I could have one." "Awesome. So you go to St. Joseph, is that over by Wilshire?" "Yeah. Mom's a Muslim but I was raised Catholic by my Dad. So I go there." "I see. Is the oil warm enough?" "Mmm-hmmm. Feels really good." We chatted lightly for the next 20 minutes of her hour session when I finished with her back and shoulders and moved to her legs. Violet crossed her arms up under her head. I noticed the chipping nail polish. She was ready to be a woman but still careless in her youth. I wondered how old she was, what grade she was in. I figured with that body at least a sophmore, but god knows that school had grades from 6 all the way up. From my position on her thigh I had a great side boob shot. They weren't big but they were very sturdy I could see already. God, she was going to grow into a model, but she was already so pretty. Her eyes were closed but that face, god it was the face of an angel. When her cheekbones developed and she lost her baby fat, she was going to be the cat's meow. I happened to glance at her shirt, hanging over the chair. She did't bother to hang it up and I saw a light, faded, dripping alabaster stain on her shirt. Why in the world my mind immediately imagined it was from a old cum stain I don't know but for then next few minutes, all that flashed in my mind were dirty thoughts. Her teachers, her coaches, ...
    her tutors, her uncles and neighbors. Who knows who might have turned this little stunner into their personal sex slave? God knows i would be happy to. . . . . . That was the thought. That was the one that did it. I wanted her as my slave. If I hadn't been already rubbing her, with oil, secluded, and in a great ambiance, I doubt I would have been so foolish and impetuous, but I was, whatever the reason. I moved my massage higher on her thigh, higher, higher, until my fingers were under the towel and her ass cheek was involved. Damn that was one fine firm mound!! I kept moving up until one hand was nearly completely on her ass. She didn't react to it. I had pushed up the towel enough that I had an unencumbered view of her young pussy. It was already manicured., probably a side effect of a rich mother, but even so, that part got me hard. Was she innocent as she looked? Maybe she didn't really know any better, but I wanted that pussy. I grabbed more oil and was liberal with it, her leg and ass shiny from the fluid. Then I let one finger graze her labia as I massaged one stroke. I felt her body tense up just a hair, but then relaxed again, and she, again, made no mention of it. I did it again, and again she tensed, then relaxed. This continued for a couple of minutes, she definitely noticed what I was doing, and I could see her closed eyes squint each time I made a pass. The next time I pushed and slid my finger just inside her lips. She inhaled sharp and deep through her teeth. I ...
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