“Dismiss your male for a bit please. I don’t want him to see this,” She stood and headed towards the bed and I found myself growing a little excited. She was exotic, and I wanted a taste of her.
“Bongani, take these coppers and find somewhere for a drink or two,” I walked over to him and handed him a small amount of coppers before ushering him out of the door. I held onto him for a moment though and leaned in, “You’ll still get your reward. Don’t worry.”
We locked eyes outside of the hut and I stroked his face gently before grabbing his ear hard and pulling him into an aggressive kiss. Our tongues tangled with one another and the flood of his desires filled my mind. He also hoped I would bury myself inside Neferit and then taste her on my cock later.
Shoving him away I went inside and closed the door. Setting the locking bar down I looked at Neferit with hunger in my heart. Already I could feel my cock plumping at the thought of whatever her pussy might feel like.
“Have you ever heard of massage?” Her voice was quivering and full of worry as she eyed me. “The art of relaxation?”
My ears flicked as I thought about it, “What could be more relaxing than sex?”
She flushed dark green and shook her head. “This is different and won’t be seen as such a taboo thing. So follow my direction and listen to me. If you want to find a way to use these supposed gifts you’ll want to pay attention.”
Frowning I nodded towards her and walked slowly forward as she eyed me feeling somewhat uncomfortable even though I had seen her naked. “So, this massage, what is it and how do I do it?”
I could see Neferit take a deep breath and reach for her clothes. Slowly she unveiled herself, a small loincloth the only thing that kept her modesty intact. She crossed her arms over her flat chest and clutched her loincloth. “It is the art of relaxation. One person to another. You use your hands and oil to rub muscles and the body until it is loose and comfortable. You can… practice on me.” She reached inside her pile of clothes and pulled out a small bottle of oil.
As she turned around I could see the scales that were her primal side coated her back in a thin layer. Her back was green like gemstones. Her hair pulled up and out of the way. Her ass was divine to look at. Plump and easily an overflowing handful. The cloth had one strip slid between her cheeks that made each of them so delightful I wanted to bite them while fingering her from behind.
She laid down, her cheek resting on the bed as she looked at me. “So you… you find tension in my body and rub it with your hands with oil on it. The oil is good for my scales. It also makes the touch slick without chaffing.”
I moved towards her and looked at her slender back. I wanted her, I knew it deep inside me that I could take her for myself. I could already see her face contorted in her orgasm. Mouth hanging open while her ass was pushed into the air and being pounded from behind. Then the scent of fear hit my nose as she looked at me staring down at her. It made me still, each time I had taken against someone’s will I was punished heavily.
Still though, I reached deep down in myself. This was still to bring pleasure to someone so I let loose my aura that I had kept in check for so long. I watched as Neferit’s pupils went wide and dark and her breath hitch. “What is that?” She sounded scared, almost panicked.
“It is a gift from the gods. It gives people the pleasure they are desiring deep down. I’m using it to make this as pleasant as possible. While I struggle with learning.” I knelt on the bed next to her and looked over her slender shoulders and long thin back. Her hips were more pronounced with a thin waist. The quiet subtle mix of fear and arousal hit my nose and I did my best to not let my cock get hard.
I put some oil on my hands and leaned down brushing my hands against her back. She shuddered and gasped as I pressed down on her, pinning her down. An instinct deep inside me wanted to push her closer to a line I wanted her to cross. As she squirmed under my touch I knew she wouldn’t be too hard to drive over that line. Not with my aura going.
“Now,” She was breathless as she spoke, “You assess my body for tension. Places of tightness. Search my body.” Her cheeks were so dark. My heart pounded with a mixture that was heady.
I rubbed up her back towards her shoulders. My hands gave constant pressure so I could feel her muscles beneath my palms and fingers. The feeling of her scales sliding along my fingers was almost like a tickle against my palm. When I reached her shoulders I closed my eyes. Thoughts of grabbing her by the shoulders from behind while I railed her hard flashed in my mind.
I slid my hands over the ridge of her shoulder and felt the long muscles stretching from her neck to her shoulder joint. They were tense, unsure. She quivered as I slid up the muscles until my hands were around her neck. My thick powerful hands could clasp and claim her and we both knew it. She shook with a sudden rush of fear. I could smell it mixed with arousal. She was tense. So I took a calming breath.
My hands relaxed and I pressed my thumbs from the base of her neck and up along both sides of her spine towards the base of her skull. I could feel her melt as her muscles were stretched and relaxed. My thumbs reset as I pressed strongly once more. My other fingers caressed her throat lightly, my nails against the soft kin flesh the gentlest of brushes.
I could feel her heart hammering under my palms as I held her life in my hands. The precarious balance of power over servitude a line I was walking. Slow, powerful, controlled. Her neck relaxed more and more. Soon she was putty in my hands as she gasped more heavily. The thick scent of her arousal filling the air.
“Yes… That’s good,” Her voice was husky, deeper than before as I moved my hands to her tense shoulders and I began to work those muscles with my powerful hands. I could feel my forearms flexing. “Yes, follow the lines of tension. Just like that.”
The position was awkward as I bent over her. Without thinking I twisted and straddled her thighs. My cock nestled between her asscheeks. I didn’t even register it as I focused on her. She froze as I worked without notice. My mind was only on the tension in her body. Hands moved down off her shoulders and onto her back.
My heart was hammering as I felt the tension in her ebb and flow like a river rising and falling. Throat dry, I leaned forward, my hard cock digging between her cheeks as she flushed more heavily beneath me. Though I wasn’t thinking of it. Barely registering the wiggling of her hips against me. “Aphelele,” She whispered.
“Shhhh,” I pressed my hands lower following the tension down her body. “I’m focusing, be quiet for me.”
Neferit shuddered at the power of my command and she instantly obeyed. Another flood of her arousal filled the air at my control over her. As I touched her I learned that moving with the scales was needed. Against the scales made her tense more so I moved up, unconsciously grinding against her as I reached the top of her back and then dragged the tension down to right above her glorious ass. Then I repeated. Her hips twisted pushing up against me with each grinding thrust.
Her body was filling my senses, she was cooler than anyone I had ever touched. Her body absorbed my heat with each touch. I slid my hands along her ribs, following the muscles and feeling each bone there. I pressed into the pits of her arms as she squirmed. I sought more muscles to relax. More things to rub.
My hands wrapped around her arms easily, she was so slender, so easy to bend. I could feel her relax into my touch as I stroked down her arms, feeling the bicep and tricep. She was weak, in the most delightful way. Submissive without force. Her forearms melted under my touch, Neferit was like clay under my touch.
Her torso was relaxed and flat as my cock throbbed against her ass. My mind wrapped around that. But this wasn’t supposed to be that. It took a bit of control to pull back, even the slightest whimper from Neferit made me ache. I slid down to her feet.
The sole of her foot was kin flesh but the tops and shins were scaled. WIth a swallowed I grasped one foot and started to dig my thumbs into them. Running thumbs from ball to heel. Tension melted into relaxation as Neferit moaned at the tough treatment. I worked until the hard centers melted into smooth flesh. Following instinct I stretched her calf and shin by bending her feet with the strength of my arms. The base of each toe was rubbed and wiggled much to a giggling delight of my subject. My hands slowly traveled up her leg, pulling away the tension.
She got more and more ragged in breathing as my hands traveled up her thighs, only for her to groan as I switched legs. The room smelled so thickly of her arousal that I found my own pussy dripping down the inside of my thigh. Even despite the ache I was focused on Neferit.
I was at the top of her thigh, just under the soft swell of her ass. I indulged gripping it with both my hands and pulling them apart and opening her to me. I wanted to bury my face into her scent and lap at whatever she tasted like. She was so compliant with my touch as she moaned.
“Stop,” She whispered. “I can’t take it anymore.” She moaned as I kneaded her flesh, my mind barely hearing her.
“You’re tense,” My thumbs dug closer on her inner thigh and with my grip I could hear the wet sound of her pussy blossoming open. Only the rope of her loincloth blocking my view. “Let me rub it until it’s all better.”
“Please Aphelele,” She groaned, her hips bucking and angling her pussy closer to my fingers. “I can’t give you my first. We can’t have sex.”
My cock throbbed, her mouth was saying one thing but her body ached to be claimed. I swallowed, my eyes stuck staring at her ass. I wanted to slide my thumbs into her loins and rub. Instead, painfully I pulled my hands away.
We both gasped as the tension bled out of the room now that we weren’t touching. My heart thundered and I wanted her so incredibly badly I could hardly think. She rolled over and looked down at me. Her eyes were wide and nearly completely black from how dilated her pupils were.
“Was that good for you?” I asked, wanting nothing more than to tear her clothes off.
“Yes, that was a very good massage,” Her eyes locked onto my throbbing erection and I could see her gulp. “I better get dressed and go.”
