Lake House Massage

The moment I saw Elena step out of her car at the lake house, my cock twitched with raw need. She was my married neighbor, all sun-kissed skin and curves that her sundress barely contained, and the air between us crackled with years of stolen glances. Her husband was away on business again, leaving her alone for the weekend. "I shouldn't be here," she whispered as she followed me inside, but her eyes lingered on my chest, betraying the hunger we both felt.

The wooden cabin smelled of pine and fresh water from the lake outside. Sunlight filtered through the windows, casting warm glows on the massage table I'd set up in the open living room. Elena's breath hitched when she saw it. "You really prepared for this, didn't you, Mark?" she said, her voice low and teasing. I nodded, my palms already sweaty at the thought of touching her.

"I've wanted to lay my hands on you for months," I admitted, stepping closer. Her nipples hardened visibly under the thin fabric. "Take off your dress. Let me give you that sensual massage you deserve."

She bit her lip, cheeks flushing, but she reached back and unzipped herself. The dress pooled at her feet, revealing lacy black panties and a matching bra that barely held her full tits. "My husband never touches me like this anymore," she confessed, voice husky. "Make me feel wanted, Mark. Please."

I guided her to the table, face down first. The oil was warm in my hands as I poured it over her back, the slick scent of lavender filling the air. My fingers spread it slowly, kneading her shoulders with firm pressure. She moaned softly, the sound going straight to my hardening dick. "God, your hands feel so good," she murmured into the cushion.

As I worked down her spine, my thumbs circled the dimples above her ass. Her hips shifted, seeking more. I slid my palms under the waistband of her panties, peeling them down her thighs. "These are in the way," I said, voice thick. Her pussy lips glistened already, shaved smooth and puffy with arousal.

She lifted her ass slightly. "Yes... touch me there." My oiled fingers traced her juicy ass cheeks, then dipped between them, grazing her tight anus before sliding to her wet slit. I rubbed her clit in slow circles, feeling it swell under my touch. Elena gasped, gripping the table edges. "Fuck, that's... mmm, don't stop."

I flipped her onto her back, her tits bouncing free as I unclasped her bra. Her nipples were dark and erect, begging for attention. Leaning over her, I poured more oil between her breasts, watching it trickle down her belly to her mound. My hands massaged her tits firmly, thumbs flicking her nipples while my mouth followed, sucking one hard peak between my lips.

"Oh god, Mark," she panted, arching into me. Her hand reached down, finding the bulge in my shorts. "Your cock feels so big. Let me see it." I stripped quickly, my thick dick springing free, veins pulsing. She stroked it with oily fingers, spreading precum over the head.

I climbed onto the table, straddling her. My cock slid between her oiled tits as I fucked them slowly, the slick friction driving us both crazy. "You like that? My dick between your married tits?" She nodded eagerly, tongue darting out to lick the tip each time it neared her mouth.

Need took over. I moved down, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy was soaked, clit peeking out. I rubbed my cockhead along her slit, teasing. "Put it in me," she begged, eyes locked on mine. "I need you to fuck my pussy."

I thrust in deep, her tight walls gripping every inch. The wet sounds of our bodies filled the room as I pumped steadily, her moans growing louder. "Harder, Mark... yes, just like that!" She wrapped her legs around me, heels digging into my back.

We switched positions, her on top now, riding me reverse cowgirl so I could watch her ass bounce. I spanked her firm cheeks lightly, the slaps echoing. Oil made everything slippery, her juices coating my balls. She reached back, playing with her clit while grinding down on my cock.

"I'm gonna cum," she cried, body trembling. Her pussy clenched around me in waves, squirting a little as she shattered. The sight pushed me over. I pulled out, stroking furiously until thick ropes of cum shot across her back and ass, painting her skin white.

We collapsed together, breathing hard, the lake breeze cooling our sweaty bodies. Elena turned to me with a satisfied smile. "That was the best massage I've ever had. Think we can do this again next weekend?"

I kissed her deeply. "Only if you promise to come back for more."