Katie stands there, hands clasped in front of her, trying to hide her body behind her skinny arms. Her breasts, while small, are perfectly formed, with long nipples that would give Mila Jojovich a run for her money. You walk up to her, smiling kindly, and take her clenched hands in yours. You gently rub her hands, whispering "It's okay, just relax."
The tension seems to bleed out of her at the sound of your voice. You rub her wrists, her forearms, going up to her shoulders. At this point, her eyes have closed, and she's clearly enjoying your touch. You walk behind her, rubbing her back and shoulders more. Her head starts to rock back and forth in time to your massaging. Your hands slide down her back, massaging the tension knots out of her lower back. A moan escapes her cute little mouth.
The rest of the class lets out a little giggle, but Katie's so entranced by your massage that she just stands there, eyes closed, head bowed. You slip a hand down and grab her ass. She shifts a little, but doesn't say anything. You grab the other ass cheek, and knead them with your fingers. She moans a little bit more. You pull her closer to you, so your raging hard-on is pressed against her back.
Your hands snake around to her front, the fingers sliding over her stomach and sides. One hand slides up to cup her boobs, the other slides down between her legs.
She sighs a little, and cups her other breast with a hand, while the other reaches behind her to pull your face towards hers. Your lips meet, and you're surprised when her tongue slides inside your mouth. You quickly reciprocrate and soon the two of you are both moaning from the stimulation of your tongues rubbing against each other.
Your hand is pinching and pulling on her nipple, while the other is rubbing her clit. She's all but panting now, and whispers: "God, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me John!" |