Aimee's first-class honours degree

Aimee is the 18-year-old girl of two of my good Friend. Recently, after giving her mom a massage that turned into sex, she mentioned she would like Aimee to get a massage from me. That night I thought she was asking me to own sex with her daughter, but as the weeks went by, I realized she probably did just want her to have a massage.

Aimee plays Volleyball in the local college. She is a really sound player and I have been to several game and watched her consecrate it her all. Yes. She is quite the sexually attractive hard torso teenager. I never looked at her like that before until her mom planted that seed.

One nighttime after leaving one of her game with her parents, Aimee came out of the gym jogging towards us. I could see she had a slight limp to her jog as she approached us.

"What happened to the leg,"I asked her.

"Hey Mr. C,"she said."I think I pulled something in my second joint back here."She said rubbing the backrest of her thigh."Mom says you do sportswoman massage, think you can fix it ?"

"If your mom and dad want, I guess I can take a tone at it,"I said looking at them.

"Of course,"her mom said."When can you drive tutelage of it ?"

"Tomorrow, after work, say 6PM,"I said.

"Ok,"Aimee said."I'll seminal fluid over to your space after practice."

We then went to dinner and all had a good time. I couldn't assistant but to notice how cute Aimee was and so grown up now. It was like talking with an adult during the hale conversation and many times both her mom and dad reminded us all that she was now an adult and had to reach her own decision regarding many things. I never looked at her like an adult until that night. Before that she was always the kid next door.

The next night I got abode and set up the massage table in the sustenance room. Dimmed the lights down and preheated the oil. Right on time Aimee showed up at the door. I greeted her and asked her to come in and sit down on the sofa, so we could go over some things.

Like any early client I asked her to designate me where she was hurting. She stood up and turned around in her tiny shorts and showed me by rubbing her hand up and down her upper thighs. She told me she thinks she pulled something, and it was sorer than anything. I then went over the massage and how and where I would be massaging her. I told her that if at anytime she felt uncomfortable to let me know and we would stop.

I stood up and asked her if she had any medicine preference and she asked me to put on some laid-back line. She then stood up and asked me what she should wear. I handed her a large towel and a massage bra. I told her to change into the massage bra and then wrap up the towel around herself and come out and lay face down on the board. She asked me about her shortstop and I told her she could leave them on if that made her comfortable since they were short enough to work around. We both laughed as she commented that her dad thinks her volleyball shortstop are way too short.

I turned around and started to get everything ready. A few minutes later Aimee said she was set. As it turned around I was taken a petty aback. There was Aimee, standing there in a shortly towel, tomentum up in a ponytail. Now I have massaged many Whitney Moore Young Jr. customer but this one was looking so hot at this import. What had I gotten myself into.

I patted on the table and told her to lie down on top of it. She crawled up and laid down on the table trying to preserve the towel wrapped around her. I told her to put her typeface in the pillow and to lay her arms by her side and to loose. I then moved around the other side and turned the volume up slightly on the music.

pickings oil in my script and rubbing them together I started on her humbled leg and worked from the foot to her knee joint. After various minute I then moved to the early leg and did the Sami to that pes and broken leg. I told her I was going to part on her upper legs and if she felt any pain to let me know.

I rolled the towel up to just below her buttocks and then took a heated oil-soaked towel and placed it on her upper thigh and leg. I then took another towel and did the Same to the other leg. After letting them sit for a few moments I removed the towels wring the oil out onto her thighs and legs. I then started to massage first one leg and then the other. I worked from the back of her knees to the edge of the towel just below her buttocks.

After several minutes I moved to the metrical foot of the table and gently moved her legs slightly apart so that I could massage the inside of her thighs as well. I kept below the edge of the towel. After working this for several bit I asked her how she was doing, and she moaned favorable reception.

"Could you do my back too,"she asked.

"Sure,"I said.

I moved to the side of the mesa and told her I was going to roll the towel down to her butt so that I could do work on her back. She lifted herself slightly so that I could shut down it back. Once it places there was just the towel barely covering her young stub. She had the massage bra on and I told her I was going to loosen it so that I could work her cover. She mumbled ok and I let the strap drop to the incline. I took her arms and placed them hanging over the table above her mind. I could now see perfectly the English of her untested breasts.

I took one large heated towel soaked in oil and placed it on her back and then I took two more heated up towels, resoaked them in oil and then placed one on each thigh explaining to her I wanted them to hot up her thigh while I worked on her rear. I removed the towel on here back and stared from her butt and workplace her entire vertebral column. She was really decompress and enjoying the massage with fragile moan. As I worked her back I would run my hands along her incline and gently run them over the English of her breasts.

I moved to the oral sex of the tabular array and leaning over her massaged from her future down to her tail end. After several minutes of this I got a minuscule brave and as I rubbed down the midsection of her back I moved down depleted than the towel, under it and just past her waist and realizing she had no trunks on but just her scanty which had peg down strap. As I continued massaging her back each time would motivate the towel down a niggling lower and her panties were exposed now enough to establish me she was wearing a thong.

I stopped and told her I was going to function on her legs one final time. She mumbled ok and as I moved to the foundation of the table she realized her towel was down pass the top of her butt end and reached down pulling it up to her waist.

"Sorry,"she said."My towel must have slipped."

I said no vexation and to myself was a wee bit thwarted boulder clay I looked up from where I was and realized she had pulled the towel so far up that I had a clearly view of the bottom of her adjoin nerve as well as the very slightly panty covered crotch.

I wasn't sure what to do so I told her I was going to promote her some so I could work on her second joint muscles. I took a towel and rolled it into a tube and asked her to purloin her stomach up. As she did I placed it under her. This caused her rump to be arched slightly upward giving me More access to her inner upper thighs as well as an excellent view of her pantie covered vagina. The scanty were pulled up cubbyhole, so you could see a small pitting of a camel toe.

I started to work on her thighs again and as I massaged the inner thigh of each leg, I felt her move her legs apart slightly. I massaged a short recondite on each thigh and the pressure of me massaging moved her legs even further apart. Her panties were now being pulled up more so that there was a definite camel toe seeable. I worked my way up her second joint closer and closer waiting for her to discontinue or even to move her legs together, but neither happened. Instead I could hear a slight groan from her and her cheek ever so slightly arched up.

I touched a sore bit at one moment and she let out a short louder moan and arched up. As she did my manus moved mighty across her vagina, but I quickly moved back to massaging the sore muscle until she relaxed again, spreading her ramification even more. Now I was consistently brushing her vagina with my hand as I massaged her sore muscles. I could see the dampness starting to shew thru the tenuous fabric of her panties.

One final brush across her dampening pussycat and up onto her butt giving her a pat on the right nerve I said,"I think we have done enough tonight."

She looked back over here shoulder a haze in her eyes and asked me if I was sure I didn't need to go on. Hiding the very stiff hard on I had I told her I thought it was getting late and she should head menage. I walked out of the way telling her id give her a fortune to dress. As she was leaving that night, she gave me a hug and told me she felt in effect after the massage. I told her anytime and closed the door after her.

I had crossed a line with my friends'daughter and knew the next sentence was in her eyes staring at me .