Massage Tease - Jessica Henwick
“Hhmmm… Yeah, right there… Fuck, that is so fucking good!” Jessica Henwick moaned, almost squirming under his touch.
“Damn Jessica, can’t you be any louder?” The man touching her spoke, continuing to move his hands over her thighs, softly squeezing and tending her well-toned body.
“Fuck you, Sean.” The beautiful British-Asian said, though her voice showed a fair amount of mirth as she grinned before stifling another moan.
If she had to be honest with herself, the best part of spending a day doing actions stunts and training how to fight, wield swords and make acrobatics, was the post-filming massage. Especially in days like these, when she was quite sure she had sprained something; she had spent the last hour or so limping a bit, and her ass was still hurting from a particularly embarrassing fall she suffered earlier.
To make things even better, she had a very… talented
masseuse to work with. Sean had been her go to guy since the start of filming. He was handsome, enough to catch her eye, funny and knew how to make those sessions not awkward despite his work essentially consisting of groping her from her shoulders to her feet.
It helped he was also a very good fuck.
“You know, if that is what you were looking for you didn’t need to fake needing a massage.” Sean said with a chuckle, oiling his hands as he started moving up, teasingly pushing up her perky asscheeks before giving them a quick, non-professional squeeze and starting to work them over.
“Who said I was faking it? I was limping on the way here, and my ass is still sor-EEEHH!.” Jessica was saying before jumping at the end as she felt his fingers start moving into the crack of her cheeks, lubing its inside with oil and teasingly ghosting over her asshole.
“What was that? I don’t think I understood it; something about getting this ass sore?” Sean chuckled, smirking almost evilly as Jessica turned her head to glare at him over her shoulders.
“I can’t. I will film some fighting tomorrow, can’t have you fucking me today.”
“Cause you need the rest, or because you will be limping even more?” His hands now pulled her asscheeks apart, letting him stare right into her puckered asshole as he spoke.
Jessica opened her mouth to reply, but all that came out was a moan as she felt something wet dribble on her exposed asshole. For a moment she thought it was the massage oil, but quickly reminding herself who
she was talking made her realize it certainly wasn’t.
“C’mon, you little slut. Tell me.” Jessica felt a new weight on the massage table she was lying face-down on, and knew he had climbed on it. Her breathing began to falter as she felt his body press onto hers, one of his hands coming to push her hair away as he briefly kissed from her shoulder blades to the crook of her neck.
“Fuck…” Jessica groaned, feeling his finger start to enter into her asshole, pushing through the initial resistance as she clenched on the invading digit.
“You always love it when I play with your ass.” Sean said, wiggling his finger inside as he felt her body squirm under his. “It is always so tight and snug around my cock… Bet I can make you cum just from playing with it. Wanna bet on it?” He said, starting to saw his finger back and forward into her ass, finger-fucking her.
“You bastard-!” Jessica tried to growl at him, being stopped as his other hand grabbed her hair to make her turn her face to his. Without giving her a chance he mashed their lips together, hungrily kissing her; it took just a moment for Jessica’s mind to be overrun as she began to kiss him back, wrestling their tongues sloppily.
Fueled by the passionate kiss, Sean began picking up speed as he continued to finger fuck her, feeling her body rocking under him as she seemed to be pushing back in sync with his finger thrusts, having to fight to keep her lying down as she seemed to try and lift herself on all fours.
“Hhhhmmm… Ooooohhh… Fuuuuckkk…” Jessica cried out, the sounds sometimes drowned by his mouth on her, others by the rocking of the massage table that seemed to threaten to fall at any moment—not that either seemed to care or notice amidst their humping.
Jessica was left in a daze as Sean eventually pulled off from her, feeling empty as his fingers left her ass and his body raised off from her. Before she could question, however, she felt him grab her hips and pull her on all fours on the table before his hands gripped her asscheeks tightly.
“What are yo-OOOOHH!!” Jessica moaned out loud, gripping the sides of the table as she felt the slimy, squirming feel of his tongue lick her asshole.
“This slutty ass is too good not to eat.” Sean said, the smirk almost audible on his voice, giving her tight bum a slap before spreading her cheeks again and spitting on the puckered hole. “You love this, don’t you? You nasty little slut, you love when I eat your ass, hm?!”
His voice was commanding as he spoke, making Jessica moan and give a silent ‘yes’; not that he was waiting an answer, as he dove right back in and went back to feast on her ass.
“Fuuuuckk… Fuck, fuck, fuckohmygodfuckmyass!” Jessica moaned out, almost deliriously, humping her ass back against his face.
Sean had to grip her waist tightly to keep her in place, yet couldn’t help smirking as he pretty much French kissed her ass, making sure to slobber and cover every inch of her asshole in his spit.
Breaking from her perky backside, Sean released her waist and instead reached up to grab Jessica’s hair. Before she could think he pulled her up so her back was against his chest, forcing a kiss on her over her shoulder. Once more their mouths sloppily mashed together, tongues dancing and exploring every inch of the others mouth, the taste of her ass being shared between them.
Once their lustful kissing broke, they were both short of breath, looking lustfully at each other; Sean chuckled for a moment before letting go, Jessica resuming her position on all fours. With a strong slap to her ass, he got off the table and stood up.
“Well, seems our time is over Jessica.”
“Wa-wait, what?” Jessica said, still gasping and feeling her body quivering.
“Didn’t you say we couldn’t fuck today?” Sean said, smirking.
“Asshole!” Jessica said, raising herself tentatively to fix her clothes, glaring as if waiting for him to reveal he was joking. “Are you really gonna leave me like this?!”
Sean merely shrugged, leaning over a desk as he watched her stand up tentatively, testing her leg. “You know where I’m staying.”
Jessica glared at him, huffing as she picked her things and walked to the door. Stopping by it, she turned to look him over her shoulder, a brief smirk appearing on their faces.
“I will see you in a couple hours.”