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| SOME KIND OF BLISS by Nan <<< part 2 PART 3 - "AW, MY SORE BACK!!!" "How did it go?" "Hm?" Nicky asks sitting down next to you on the floor. "The playing." "Oh, I've got trouble with my back," he gives you this 'oh poor me' look, "so it wasn't that good, but it went pretty well, I guess." "What's with this place, everybody seems to get injured! First Miguel hurt his hand," you say, turning your head towards the door, "now you…." "Oh, I didn't hurt it. I've had trouble with my back for a long time. It's a shame Rachel isn't here, she gives the best backrubs." He sighs. "I….er, I could…" you grin, kind of embarrassed. "What?" he looks at you. "Never mind, no place to do it anyway…" "Oh, a backrub. For a second there I thought you were trying to seduce me!" he gives you a wink and a grin, you can't help but smile back at him. He looks around. "Well, Miguel said you were very good with your hands," another wink pointed in your direction, "so maybe on the floor?" "Well, if you wouldn't mind" you say reluctantly "Hey, you'd be doing me a favour" he says and you start to wipe your hands on your thighs to get rid of the lotion, not wanting to get it on his shirt, but he pulls it straight off and you find yourself staring into his chest, mesmerised. You snap out of it quickly (how, you don't know) and look up at him. He seems not to have noticed, or is at least pretending that he hasn't so he doesn't embarrass you further, handing you the lotion. You put it on your hands while he turns his back towards you and you get to work. You can't believe how soft his skin is. He keeps moaning, telling you how good this feels and to go a bit lower. Since you're sitting behind him, you can't reach his lower back properly and you ask him to lie down. You kneel by his side, knowing that you should straddle his arse to give him a good massage, but you're afraid he might think you were coming onto him, especially considering his last comment, so you just move from one side of his spine to the other. "Mmmmmmm, that feels great" he says, turning his head to one side to look at you, "Could you do both sides at the same time?" You try not to blush, so you use your knowledge and run your hands up his spine sensually, using a tad bit more force on his pressure spots, making him gasp and close his eyes, giving you time to cool down. "I can't" he looks back at you surprised, "not in this position" "Well then get into position" he grins, "I'd hate it if you'd have to stop for propriety's sake." You smile and straddle his hips, praying that he doesn't know how turned on you are by this, continuing with your work, adding extra lotion, working on his back from his shoulders and neck to the waistband of his jeans. His skin feels and looks wonderful gleaming between your skilful fingers, you just keep staring at his wonderful shoulders and upper back, completely enveloped in thought…. After a while you stop and sit down next to him, he just lies there, his head turned towards you, but his eyes closed. Even before you had noticed that his breathing has slowed down considerably and he'd dozed off. You just look at his face, you can't help it and start to fantasize in spite of yourself. Nicky turns around looking at you with sleepy eyes, his upper arms and shoulders glistering under the heavy neon lights of the studio. "All done already?" he says sheepishly. "Yeah. How do you feel? Any better?" "Great." He seems a bit embarrassed, "only now my front seems to be aching a bit." "Oh" is all you can say. "Nothing much," he says, looking to the ground, "just that my back is so relaxed now, and this floor is kind of hard and cold." You just stare at him for a bit. Is he suggesting what you think he's suggesting? "Well, is there anything I can do about it?" you really try to make that sound as anti-sex-vixen-like as possible, but the words still convey the sexual tension building between you two. "Could you please do my front to?" he asks, and you know he's shy and doesn't really want to ask you as he's looking at the ground, embarrassed. You think, well, he's married. His chest probably really does hurt… You smile and get up, kneel between his outstretched legs and start to rub your hands over the front of his shoulders, paying attention to what you're doing because you know full well Nicky is looking at your face. He brings his hand up and brushes some of your unruly hair from your face and gently places it behind your ear. The friction between his index finger and your cheek feels like someone's just started a fire in the pit of your stomach. Just when you think you can't take any more, he leans back, resting on his elbows as your hands travel over his chest which is slightly covered with brownish hair, tickling your palms, down to his ribcage. You spend considerable time there, afraid to go down, afraid of what might happen. You just decide on spreading the lotion over his abdomen, staying well away form the belt of his trousers, then you move back up to his shoulders. You gently brush your fingertips over his nipples, which become erect instantly. Nicky doesn't seem to mind, on the contrary, he throws his head back and releases a sigh to show his pleasure in your ministrations. You keep moving up and down his arms, not caring any more, wanting to know if this is all a game, if he's just leading you on, so you carelessly brush your hands against his nipples every time you're in that area. You notice your own breasts hardening, the peaks completely visible through your dress. Looking down at Nicky's beautiful form all you can think about is how you're going to wank yourself silly over this later and in your absentminded state you grab his nipples and twist and pull them towards you. Before you even realize what you've just done Nicky moans out loudly and you're awakened form your half dream state by the intense look in his eyes. You don't know if he's angry with you or really flattered, but shocked. It turns out to be neither. Seems he's really turned on as he grabs your arms and plunges at you, laying you down on your back none too gently, but you don't care. You grab the back of his head and push him down towards you, only giving him a second to turn you down before sliding your tongue over his lips, then forcing them open and teasing his own. Your tongues dance and flick, teeth nibble and brush, lips suck and tease endlessly. Suddenly he stops and moves away from you, first moving up to his arms, then sitting up and you think he's going to start with this whole 'that was wrong, shouldn't have happened' speech and you're already prepared to agree and apologize, but it turns out that wasn't his intention at all when he grabs your forearms and pulls you onto his lap, cupping your face in his hands gently, sliding his fingers over your eyelids down to your lips as if making sure this is really what you wanted. "My turn" he grins. You smile at him, he smiles back, his hands travelling down to your neckline and grabbing the fabric of your dress then ripping it apart at the seams furiously, pushing it down your arms before you have a chance to react and burying his head in your chest, licking and sucking at your breasts, cupping the sides and trying to take both your nipples in his mouth at the same time, making it your turn to writhe and moan. You wrap your legs around his waist and he grabs your arse harshly, pulling you towards him until you can feel his cock through the clothes and you push your hips forward even more, pressing harder against your clit and at the same time applying pressure to his pulsating cock begging for attention. It takes ages of fumbling with his belt and flies with your oily hands until the two of you are on the floor, kissing like mad. You already know your lips are going to burn for the next few days and as you're considering this Nicky bites your lower one hard then sucks it into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue making you think you're going to cum right there and then! He expertly removes your knickers in seconds and has you lying on the ground in front of him, your legs on his shoulders as he gives your slit one thorough lick and closes his mouth over your bud, sucking it in and pressing on it with his tongue, making you shudder as your climax washes over you, you cross your legs behind his slippery neck pulling him in closer, not wanting the pleasure to end. He slides down and plunges his tongue into you with such force you grab for his head and push him in deeper and faster. Your orgasm just doesn't seem to have an end as he keeps fucking you with his tongue, you lift your hips, meeting his thrust and he lifts your arse, pulling you up, tormenting you till you spasm and scream out his name……. "What?" he says innocently and concerned. You open your eyes to find yourself sitting next to him, (all of) your clothes clinging to your because you're all sweaty and extremely turned on! You quickly brush it aside and try to hide your embarrassment for being so caught up in a fantasy. "Nothing, I'm fine." You look at him trying to figure out just how much you actually said out loud and how long he's been up and observing you, "I just dozed off and had a er..," you get stuck on the word, "dream". He looks at you and shrugs his shoulders, "Sounded like a nice dream though!" he says cheekily and you give him a 'don't go there' look as he reaches for his shirt. PART 4 >>> <<< Nan’s stories |