Intense POV Massage: Redhead Therapist Oiling My Cock for Relief

The scent of lavender hung heavy in the air as Elly Clutch, her red hair cascading down her shoulders, gestured for me to lie face down. I'd been dealing with crazy tension at work. My boss, the manager, was breathing down my neck 24/7, so I decided to get a massage.

"Just relax, Jak," she said, her voice a soft murmur. She began kneading my back, her fingers surprisingly strong. I could feel the tension melting away slowly. Her natural tits pressed gently against my back as she leaned forward. A jolt of electricity shot down my spine.

"A little lower?" I suggested, my voice a bit strained. "My lower back's been killing me."

She chuckled softly. "I can definitely work on that." Her hands moved lower, towards the waistband of my pants. My breath hitched. I could see her freckles up close. The yoga pants were tight, showcasing her figure perfectly. I wondered if she knew what she was doing to me.

"I think I have just the oil for that," she whispered, her breath warm against my ear. "It's…special."

I felt her move away for a moment. When she returned, the scent was different, muskier, more intoxicating. Her hands were warm and slick. She started to work on my glutes and hamstrings. "I have a client who says he likes to use this oil all over body during sexy time." she said.

Then, she said the words that flipped a switch: "Can I…oil up your cock? It looks like that area is tight as well, and the oil should help release some of the tension."

My heart pounded. I swallowed hard. "Are you…sure?"

She laughed softly, a throaty sound that sent shivers down my spine. "I'm the boss here, remember? Trust me, you'll feel much better." She applied the oil to my throbbing cock, her touch delicate yet firm. The POV was intoxicating, watching her hands glide over me.

She asked me to turn over and she sat on top of me with her legs around my waist. The cowgirl riding experience was like I have never had before.

I looked into her eyes, searching for any sign of reluctance. But all I saw was…desire. A raw, untamed desire that mirrored my own. I reached up and cupped her face in my hands, pulling her down for a deep, passionate kiss. Her pretty face was flushed with heat, her lips parted slightly.

This wasn't just a massage anymore. This was something else entirely. Something forbidden. Something…electric. My tension was definitely gone. I was now in a state of pleasure.