5 comments/ 139728 views/ 85 favorites Michelle's Massage By: Aruri As a professional escort, Aruri doesn't get much free time to himself. He spends most of his time working out, or keeping up the latest trends of women's fantasies. When he does get free time, he likes to spend it soaking in a hot bath. With his head barely under the surface of the water, his phone begins to ring. He hears the business ringtone and weighs whether or not to answer. His massive, throbbing erection very quickly tips the scale in favor of answering the phone. He shakes excess water off his hand before swiping his finger on the 'answer' key. He pops his head above the water just as he puts the call on speaker. "Hello," he hears a courageous voice say. "Fyre Light Services, how may I be of service to you?" he responds. There a short pause and he can hear some fumbling around on the other end. "Hey, is this Aruri?" "Yes, it is." "Great. My name's...," she stops to think about the name she wants to use. "Tricia and I'd like to hire you for a friend of mine." He rolls his eyes before answering, "Is this friend aware that you are buying my services for their satisfaction?" "Yes, she is. But I kind of want it to still be kind of a surprise." "I can do that. Do you know which of my services would best suit her, or would you like me to list the services I offer?" "No, that's okay. I have one in mind. She's not really that kinky, or sexual for that matter. Especially towards guys she barely knows. So I was thinking about one of your massages." "Standard or Hudeylugiya?" he inquires. There's a longer pause this time as she thinks over the choices. "What's that second one again?" she responds. "Hudeylugiya. It's a type of incredibly sexual massage, but still just a massage," he adds. "How do you say it? So I can tell her about it." "Who-day-lu-guy-a." "So you'll basically have sex with her while acting out a masseur type theme?" "No. Depending on the level of the massage, sexual arousal may or may not lead to orgasm." "Well, in that case, she'll have the highest level possible. In fact, I'll pay for extra time to ensure she experiences the highest level of arousal possible." "That will be fine, just follow the directions on my site, set an appointment, and I'll call you again one hour before my arrival to ensure your friend is still willing." "Thanks and good luck with her." "I'm a professional ma'am. I require no luck. It's my job." He ends the call and sinks his head back under the water. He slides his hands down his body to his still throbbing erection and light strokes some of the tension out of it. He doesn't get too into it before he hears a loud shriek. He lifts his head out of the water and sees his sister, Michelle, standing in the bathroom. "Why are you always touching yourself?" she yells. He covers his erection as best he can before sitting all the way up. "Why are you in my bathroom?" "My toilet's clogged." "Then stop flushing condoms down it. Just swallow like you know you want to." "Ew. Stop saying that, you know I hate cum." "And yet-" She throws his toothbrush at him before he can finish. "Will you just hurry up and get out so I can use the bathroom." He climbs out of his cozy bath and grabs the towel that's behind his sister before walking out of the bathroom. She closes the door behind him as he begins drying off in his bedroom. She's not in his bathroom too long before she's storming out of his room. He watches her storm away and feels bad as she slams his bedroom door shut. He lowers his head and sighs as he realizes that his jokes may have been a little too personal for Michelle. He wraps the towel around his hips and follows after her. He knocks on her door and waits for a response. "Go away." He briefly chuckles to himself before opening the door. He looks around the room and sees her lying on the bed cuddling with a pillow. He walks into the room and closes the door behind him as she looks up at him. "I said 'go away'. Not 'come in'." "Yeah, I heard you," he comments while sitting down on the edge of her bed. "You know I was just joking right. I was not actually trying to remind you of-" She sits up and throws the pillow to the side. "Yeah I know but...," She brushes her hair out of her face while lowering her head in shame. She starts to try to speak but chokes as she begins to cry a little. "That day is burned into my brain like a-" She stops in the middle of her sentence as her grief overwhelms her. He wraps his arm around her and pulls her closer to him. He kisses her forehead and cuddles her closer to him. "Shh. That day is burned into my brain too." Two Years Earlier Michelle moves to Vancouver to start her first year of college. The tuition is much more affordable if she has a place to stay off campus, so she moves in with Aruri. Their father makes sure Aruri is going to take care of his sister and focus less on his adult career. Her first day on campus, she meets a hot freshman who's a legacy of the best fraternity at the school. They begin dating and hooking up here and there and because of Aruri's lifestyle, he only offers Michelle advice about safety and responsibility. She says she hears him but continues through the relationship totally in love. Then on April 4, 2013, while pledging to the legendary fraternity, Michelle's boyfriend is given a daring challenge. He shows absolutely no hesitation in getting Michelle to give him a blowjob at a party. He tells her that the pictures he's taking will stay between them, but that's a speech he gives her while his future frat brothers are sneaking into the closet with a video camera. Unknown to her, Michelle gets completely kinked out on camera for an entire frat, which is downstairs watching the show live. For the finale, he makes her kneel down and positions her just right so the 'camera crew' can get the best shot. Right as Michelle strokes out the first stream of cum onto her face, the camera crew jumps from the closet for her close-up. Michelle freaks and forgets about the cumming dick that's in front of her face. As she tries covering herself, cum continues coating her skin wherever it can. She finally gets up and runs out, leaving her clothes behind. She runs downstairs completely naked and cum coated only to see a crowd of adoring fans. The crowd in the living room bursts into an applause, and she sees the live feed the boys were streaming. Some of the other girls at the party, who were also freshmen, feel bad for her and offer their coats so she can cover herself as they escort her out. It doesn't take long before she starts seeing posters, t-shirts, and DVDs of her embarrassment being sold by the fraternity. Even with several parents, students, faculty, and women's rights organizations complaining about the incident, the school refuses to take any kind of action against the fraternity. So only a week after that day, Michelle drops out of college. Present Day Aruri holds his sister until her crying softens, and she begins breathing somewhat normally. He lifts her head and wipes the tears off her face. "Now stop crying. You have to cook dinner for yourself. I have an appointment tonight." She starts laughing softly as he smiles down at her. He gives her one more big hug and a kiss on the forehead before getting up to leave. "How you keep getting jobs is beyond me," she sniffles while switching from crying to laughing. "Ha ha, I get jobs because I'm good at what I do," he remarks before shutting her door. He goes back to his room to get his gear together as she goes into the kitchen. She takes out a medium size sauce pan and some brown rice. As she turns on the water, her phone rings. She answers and puts the phone in between her shoulder and ear while putting water into the pan. "Hello." "Chelle?" her friend's voice screams. "What girl? Damn." "I got a guy for you tonight. He's perfect, I think." Michelle turns the water off and puts the pan on the stove and turns on the heat. "What do you mean you think?" "Well, I haven't actually met him, but I've heard he's amazing." Aruri comes down nearly dressed to get a couple of bottles of water out of the fridge. Michelle splashes some water on his pants as they bump into each other. "Boy move, dumbass." "This is why I use to choke you when we were little." She is about to answer his threat when her friend yells in her ear. "Stop messing with him and get ready to go out." Michelle puts the phone down on the counter and puts her finger up to her brother's mouth to get him to stop talking. "Rachel has a date for me tonight, so I'll need to borrow some of your clothes," she says to him before picking up the phone to tell her friend her answer. "Okay, I'll go." "Why are-" She grabs his lips to completely stop him from talking as she finishes her conversation with her friend. As she hangs up the phone, she takes her hand off of his lips. "Ow. Why are you always borrowing my clothes to go on dates? Don't you think it's weird to wear men's clothing on dates?" "No. Now go pick out whatever you're wearing so I pick out what I'm wearing." She stops him from walking away and looks him up and down. "You look just like Dad when he was getting ready to go somewhere." "I know, right. And if you would wear your own 'going-out' clothes every once in a while you would look just like your mother." "She's your mother too." "Step-mother. She's my step-mother. My really hot step-mother." "What the fuck? That's our mom!" "That's your mom. She's my step-mom though, so I can think about her like that." "Oh my god...," She tries splashing more water on him as he runs out of the kitchen. "Perv!" She yells as he gets to the stairs. He goes back upstairs and continues getting ready for his appointment. Right as he's putting his shirt on, she comes into his room looking for some clothes she can wear. Walking into his room, she has nothing on except for a regular black bra and some white panties. "I'm going to start loading my truck, don't touch any of my nice stuff," he orders her while walking out of the room. She snickers at him while waiting for him to go downstairs. Once she hears the front door open, she immediately starts going through his more expensive clothes. She picks out one of his white silk shirts and a pair of black jeans before running back to her room before he catches her. While she's upstairs putting on his clothes, he's in the garage getting the massage gear ready. He phone starts beeping and he stops to turn the alarm off. It's only one hour until his appointment, and he has to call his client to make sure her friend is still on for later. He looks up the last number that called him and calls her back. "Hello," she answers. "Hey, this is Aruri. I'm just calling to make sure your friend is still on for tonight." "Actually, she can't wait. Is everything the way I ordered?" He checks his appointment app and looks over all the details. "I'm getting everything ready right now." "Great. She'll see you soon." The client hangs up as he continues looking over the specified details. He opens the back of his truck and loads in the strahenz and a fully loaded katheasazis into the back. He then looks at the specified color and scent the client chose. He grabs the pink velvet nylu and nyla. Then he grabs the pink rose scented candles and jolaris. As he finishes putting the massage equipment in his truck, Michelle comes into the garage dressed in some of his good clothes. "Hey," he yells. Before he can get his hands on her, she darts to her car and gets in. She pulls off as he yells at from behind his truck. He goes back into the house to make himself his 'before work' meal. He has a very sex-focused diet, so a lot of protein and carbs for the extreme workouts he does throughout the day. After he finishes his meal, he makes sure everything is turned off and locks up before going to the garage. He does one last check to make sure he has everything and then gets in his truck to head to his appointment. He arrives at the apartment just a little before nine, the specified time for his appointment. He checks his appearance in the mirror before getting out to unload his equipment. He invented the Hudeylugiya massage and personally designed the equipment so that it could all be carried in one trip. He makes his way up to the apartment with the katheasazis's strap on one shoulder and his zalara on the other. He knocks on the door, and a very attractive blonde answers the door. "Hi. You are way cuter in person. Come in." She steps aside and lets him in with his equipment. "She's in the bathroom right now, but she'll be out in a few moments. You can set up right here," pointing to the center of the living room floor. She walks over to the bathroom door and knocks softly. "He's here. I'm going to go get us something to drink, so I'll be right back." She grabs her purse and keys before walking back towards the front door. "Remember she's a little shy. I'll be back in like two hours, okay. Good luck," she whispers to him while opening the front door. "Good luck," she yells to her friend as the faucet in the bathroom turns on. She closes the door just as the water turns off, and the bathroom door opens. As Aruri turns to start setting up the bizeaiz and strahenz, Michelle comes out of the bathroom. She looks around the apartment and sees what she believes is a handsome young man setting up a contraption. "What's that?" Aruri immediately recognizes his sister's voice and turns around. "Michelle?" "Ew, Aruri." "What do you mean, ew?" She walks over to him and slaps him on the shoulder. "You're the guy Rachel's trying to hook me up with?" "What do you mean, ew?" She runs her hands through her hair while softly chuckling to herself. "She hired you to fuck your own sister." "What do you mean, ew?" "Boy focus," she says while punching him in the chest. "Why didn't you say anything earlier?" "She chose not to tell me her real name, or the name of her friend I'm supposed to be servicing." She crosses her arms and continues to grin in disbelief. He looks around at the fully assembled strahenz and bizeaiz, and then back at her. "So am I not getting paid?" She looks at him with one of the strangest looks she's every given him. "No. No one is going to pay you to fuck you sister," she yells at him. "I wasn't getting paid to fuck anyone. I was getting paid to give you a massage." "A massage?" She suddenly perks up and looks around at his massage gear. "Well if it's just a massage, we can do that." She laughs while kind of jumping in place. "This will make up for all the crap you did to me when we were little. Oh yeah, you have to give me a massage." "You realize you'll have to be naked?" "So, I've seen you set this up before. I know I get a blanket to cover myself with so, stop stalling." "She also wanted me to ensure you had as many or-" "Hey, stop talking and get to work." He continues setting up the massage table and puts the candles inside the ratrahsca before placing them around the bizeaiz. As he's finishing up the massage table, she begins taking off her earrings and bracelets. She gets to her shoes as he begins putting on the jolaris. Since they're related and spent their childhoods together, they see nothing wrong with getting naked in front of each other. She's just about to take her left shoe off but stops. "Who's paying you?" "It is my understanding that she is." Michelle thinks it over and smiles at him. "You know what? Why don't you finish getting ready and when you're done, you undress me." "I'm not undressing you. You're a grown woman-" "I am your client. You have to do what I say, how I say, and when I say; right?" He sighs as she laughs at him while sitting on the couch to watch him continue undressing. Once his pants are down, she starts laughing at the incredibly tight, pink spandex shorts he's wearing. It looks like he's wearing a Speedo made out of an incredibly thin, yet reflectively pink material. As he turns toward her, she can see his erection pressed against his inner right thigh. "Why are you hard right now?" "I'm always hard when there are no children around. You know I stay hard unless there are children near me. No kids; hard dick." He kicks his pants on the chair with the rest of his clothes before turning back towards her. She stands up and waits for him to come over and remove her clothes. He walks over to her and starts with her shirt. She has the biggest grin on her face as he tries to quickly get her shirt off. "Why the rush? I want to enjoy this moment," she taunts. He slows down when undoing the buttons while trying to avoid eye contact with her. Their breaths begin to intertwine as she forces him to look at her. As he gets to the last button and opens her shirt, her light skin kind of stands out with the shiny silk material being pulled off her. Compared to his more cocoalate skin, she looks a lot lighter. Michelle is a mix of her black father and white mother, but she more resembles her mom. Most people think she's white until they see her ass. He pulls the shirt off of her arms and throws it on the couch next to them. She fixes her straight black hair while looking down at his heaving chest. "Why are you breathing so hard?" she asks while putting her hands on his pecks. He shakes his head while putting his hands on her incredible thin waist. "This is going to be insanely awkward. There's so much to this kind of massage that you don't know about." "That I don't care about," she says looking up into his eyes. "You're my big brother; I trust you." She continues rubbing and touching on his torso as he reaches around to unhook her bra. This is a moment that has always intrigued him about his sister. Most mixed girls develop a bi-racial body, but his sister's body seems to be split into two separate parts. As her bra slides off her perky little tits, he is immediately drawn to her soft pink nipples. He feels the sudden urge to lean down and take one of them in his mouth, but she interrupts his thoughts. "I kind of hate my tits," she says while trying to cover them up. "Everyone makes fun of me for being black with white girl nipples." He can tell she's starting to remember back to that horrible event, so he slides his hands to her chest and squeezes under her breasts until she lets out a slight moan. "As a guy who has a lot of sex, not your brother, but as a guy; there's nothing wrong with a chick that has cute tits. In fact, there's nothing better than a chick with cute tits." They laugh away the dark moment, and she puts her hands back on his body to let him continue undressing her. She runs her hands up and down his stomach to count his abs while humming. His hands move down to the belt holding up the jeans she's wearing. His eyes are drawn to her small waist, and he just can't help himself to test something on her. He puts his hands back on her waist and sees if his finger tips touch if he wraps his hands around her. "What are doing?" "I didn't know your waist line was small. My hands can touch." She moves his hands down to her pants and starts to use them to undo her belt. He takes over and pulls the belt out of the loops before throwing the belt on the couch with her shirt and bra. Her jeans start to fall down, but they get caught on the top of her ass. She leans into him more and arches a little as he reaches back and pulls the jeans off her ass. He lifts the jeans off with his left hand while caressing her with his right. They both look back at her fat ass as the jeans drop to the floor. He then slides his thumbs under the sides of her panties and pushes them down on top of the jeans. Michelle's Massage He moves his left hand down her thigh and lifts her right leg up just enough to get her foot out of the leg hole. She kind of climbs on him to get her left leg out as he lifts that one up. She starts rocking a little to keep her balance but while trying to stabilize herself, she begins pushing her pussy against his lower abs. She doesn't realize it until she looks back at him and sees him trying to control himself. She looks down at his abs and spots the wet trail she's leaking onto him. She kicks her jean and panties onto the couch with her other clothes and gets out of his arms. He snaps back to reality as she bends down to pulls her shoes and socks off. "Let's just get on with the massage," she says while tossing her socks and shoes onto the couch. "Okay, just let me put the nylu on the cushion." He reaches into his zalara and pulls out the large velvet blanket. "Pink? Are you sure you didn't know that I was the friend?" "She specified pink and the scent of roses," he replies while laying the blanket onto the cushions. He straightens it out and tucks in the sides before stepping back. "Ready?" She looks up at him for a second before looking back down at the bizeaiz. "Let's do this." She lies down on the velvet while he lights the candles around her. He stands over her for a second to let the candles begin to take effect. The soft velvet is teasing her body and as the scented candles fill the room, she starts to completely relax. "I'm ready." He looks down at her fat ass lying in front of him, but he has to focus and remember that's his sister's ass. He does some final equipment checks before climbing onto the cushions with her. He kneels down on the cushions, with his knees on either side of his legs. As she feels his body getting closer to hers, she looks back at him. "What are you doing? I thought this was just a massage." "It is, but this is a Hudeylugiya massage. It's a very sexual-sensual act. My body is going to be pressing up against yours in a lot of very intimate ways. So if you want to stop, I-" "No. No, continue." She adds, skeptical of his intentions. She lies back down as he lays the nyla over her ass for the first part of the massage. He squirts some oil into the palms of his hand. He sits the oil on the edge of the bizeaiz before rubbing his hands together. She lets out one last heavy sigh as he reaches and grabs her hand. He massages the oil into her hand, separating each finger and massaging them individually. He uses both hands to rub the oil deep into the palm of her hand. He bends each finger to really relax every part of her hand. She is mostly silent, except for the slight moan she lets out as he begins massaging the point in her palm that causes slight forms of excitement. He massages up her hand to her wrist. He applies just enough pressure to cause her fingers to twitch as he finds the pressure point under her little finger. The sensation isn't overwhelming, but he can feel the tension building in her body. He takes her arm part by part, ensuring to massage every ounce of tension out of her as slowly and efficiently as possible. He follows the sensitive lines of the arm to massage extra sensations out of her. Once he gets to her shoulder, he stops and begins massaging her other arm. He starts with her hand and slowly works his way up to her shoulder. She starts breathing harder with each squeeze of his oiled hands on her flesh. Once her arms are completely loose, he puts his hands on her shoulders. Before he begins massaging her shoulders, he puts more rose scented oil on his hands. As the warm oil touches her skin, she lets out a slight groan. He presses the oil deep into her body while rocking himself on top of her. She starts to look back at him but lets him continue as he begins kneading her shoulders like dough. With each squeeze of her skin, she moans and groans. A small stream of oil begins dripping down the front of her shoulders, but he catches it as he starts on her neck. He moves her hair to the side and fully descends on her neck. While his right hand is massaging the back of her neck, his left hand is massaging the side of her neck up to behind her ear. He switches hands and sides over and over again until he's massaging up to her ears with both hands at the same time. Every back and forth slide of his hands causes her submissive body to rock into his rocking body. The motion of their bodies starts to put them both in a trance like state. Neither of them notices as their rocking slides the nyla off her ass a little. He massages back down to the back of her shoulders before leaning down and breathing hot air on the back of her freshly massaged neck. She doesn't even attempt to ask him anything as the hot breath sensation combines with the strong squeezes of the back massage. His hands continue massaging their way down her back as he leans back up. He gets to her tiny waist and really puts effort into massaging this part of her body. He's grabbing just hard enough to make her squeal and arch with every squeeze. He continues to make his way to her lower back where the teasing continues. It's almost as though they've forgotten they're related. His throbbing cock is rubbing against the bottom of her ass as he pulls and pushes on her lower back. She slides her hands up in front of her and grabs the edge of the bizeaiz as his grinding massage gets stronger. His hands dip under her body for a second as he grabs her hips. He again leans down to further tease her, but this time he blows cold air over her oiled body. She quivers underneath him as he gives her hips extra attention. Each of his fingers runs over the soft spots where the top of pants usually are. That area is slight more sensitive because it's usually hidden. He even bites the part of her lower back where many women would get tattoos. He slides his chest and abs up her back to nibble on her ears and rest his erection on top of her ass. "This is a hell of a massage," she whispers to him. He ruffles his nose and mouth through her hair until he gets to her other ear. "If you like this, just wait until I turn you over." He leans off of her and puts more oil in his hands before continuing his massage down to the back of her thighs. Even though her tight ass is calling to him, he stays on course. He puts both of his freshly oil coated hands on her left thigh. He pulls her legs apart enough to position himself on top of just her left leg. He slides his hands in opposition directions of each other while rubbing both sides and the top of her thigh. As her right leg bends and turns her body to give him more access to her thigh meat. He wastes no time in double pumping her thigh with a slow and hard force. He listens to her soft moans as his hands slowly slide over all the muscles in her thigh, causing a wave of juicy meat to move toward her ass. Once her thigh is thoroughly oiled, he moves to the back of her knee. She seems to be slightly ticklish back there, so he spends extra time loosening her up. As he moves toward her calve, she pops her ass up in the air to get it some attention. He is explicitly drawn to the curve where her lower back explodes into her ass. He goes over the soft parts of her calve before deeply massaging the strong muscles. Her foot begins twitching as he focuses more on relaxing her tension building body. The nyla on her ass is falling to the side as it continues asking for attention. With her foot in his hands, he massages between every toe repeatedly to ensure satisfaction. He bends her leg back and spends even more time massaging each toe individually before focusing on the bottom of her foot. Her moans and groans have become sighs as he finds every tension spot on her foot. He blows a breath of cold air over the bottom of her foot just as he starts massaging the hot spot on the bottom of her foot. She kind of bounces a little, but he lets her so that he can stare at her ass jiggling around. She holds onto the edge of the bizeaiz even more as his endless assault on her pressure point slowly stops. Her heavy breaths amuse him as he starts in on her other leg. Her right leg is given the same treatment with every tiny detail of her body being targeted. He puts a little more oil on his hands and begins massaging the inside of her thighs more. This time around, he removes the nyla covering her ass and puts his hands on top of her. She groans into the cushion as he squeezes on her ass. His hands can barely cover all the meat of each cheek, even though he uses two hands at a time. He starts with her right cheek, and thoroughly massages down to her hips. He hand slides in between her ass as massages even the darker regions of her ass. He gets lost in how soft her ass is as he rubs where her ass meets her thigh. He feels the knots in her body and presses down hard on them before rubbing and squeezing them out of her thighs. Her sighs turn to squeals as the tips of his fingers approach her leaking lips. He softly rubs near them more and more before returning to massaging her ass, lower back, and thighs. Her body begins quiver more as he starts massaging in a pattern. He starts with the back of her thighs, then up to right under her ass, over her ass, and up her back before squeezing all those sensations into her hips. "Oh god!" she murmurs as her feet shake a little. He starts rocking his member against her ass as he slides up her back. Her hands start shaking as he pushes every sensation deeper into her hips. He feels her body locking up and twitching as she rushes into a small orgasm. Just as she moans into cumming, he reaches back and grabs both her feet. With an orgasm rushing through her, he presses down on her pressure points again and sends her flying into a more intense level of orgasm. She actually pushes herself up a little as her body shakes and trembles. He lets her feet go and catches her under her hips as she starts to fall back down. She slowly lies back down with her ass still up in the air as her orgasm continues to rush through her head. He begins rubbing the soft part of her pubic area until she whimpers at him. As she lies in front of him with his hands on her hips, he can think of nothing else but pulling his swollen dick out and riding his sister into the floor. Her heavy breathing eventually pulls him out of his own world, and he remembers he's supposed to be continuing the massage. He leans down on top of her back again and bites on the side of her neck while rubbing up and down on both her arms. "Ready for part two?" he whispers in between bites. She looks back at him nibbling on her neck and smiles. "Give me a couple of seconds." He smiles back at her and kisses her on the forehead before leaning back up. He puts more oil in his hands and gives her one final run over. He rubs every part of her body that his hands can reach to rub out any leftover orgasmic sensations. He repositions himself between her legs as she rolls over onto her back. She lifts her left leg over his head to put him back between her legs. Without thinking, he leans down on her body to whisper in her ear. "This is the part of the massage I really like." She puts her hands on the back of his neck to keep him above her. She looks down at the pink shorts he's wearing and sees a dark spot right in front of his dick tip. "You do remember I'm your sister, right?" signaling for him to look down at the wet spot. They both look down at his throbbing cock oozing precum all over the inside of his shorts. "It's okay. My zhodits will keep you dry." "Zhodits?" "My shorts, they're specially designed." "Whatever," she smiles at him. As their breaths mix again, they both feel the urge to kiss. He leans her head back and leans up to start the second part of the massage. He starts to put the nyla over her tits and pussy, but she signals for him not to. "This part will be a lot more sexual," he adds while putting oil in his hand. "Do your worst." She closes her eyes and gestures that she's offering her body to him. He wastes no time in re-massaging her hands and arms. Once she's back into the massage, he focuses on her chest and neck. He starts by oiling her chest, but not touching her tits. She opens her eyes just as he rubs over her collar bones. He stops at her neck and puts her hands on his wrists. "Stop me if you get scared. Just keep in mind I'm trying to hurt you." She stares back up into his eyes while licking her lips at him. "Why would be scared?" He licks his lips at her while continuing to stare into her eyes before replying. "A lot of women think I'm trying to choke them when I massage their throats. It's a special kind of oil that opens the body both spiritually as well as physically. It'll help you breathe better, so I'm really going to massage it into your neck. I just don't want you to be scared." She arches her hips up and moans while rubbing against his contained member. She tightens the grip on his wrists and moves his hands to her neck. "Like I said before...," she slides her left knee up and begins teasing his shaft with it. "You're my big brother. I trust you!" The seduction in her voice captures him as he begins massaging her throat. She lets go of his wrists as he rubs over her windpipe and arteries until her chest is heaving up and down. They never break eye contact as she softly whimpers under the pressure of his hands. He eventually slides his hands down her neck and to her exposed chest. He makes sure her entire torso is covered in oil before focusing on her tits. He really pays attention to the sides of her breasts, going back towards her back. He caresses her ribs and squeezes the moans out of her. His hands trace the outer meats of her tits until he sees her nipple almost throbbing. Once she's moaning again, he rubs over her tits with his full palms. Every once in a while he lets her nipples slide in between his fingers. When it does happen, he softly pulls on her nipples while pinch rolling them with a slight roughness. While rubbing over her breasts, she closes her eyes, bends her legs up, and arches her back to give him a full shot of her curvy body. Usually when girls are arching like that, it's because he's hips deep in them. With his sister's body like that from a massage, he gets an idea to tense her up more. He very quickly thrusts his hips forward into her arching body. His hard member smacks into her wet pussy and knocks her body around. She groans from the impact and opens her eyes to see what just happen. He slides his oily hands down her torso to her tight waist line and again gets caught up in her body. Her legs slide back down as she moans from the powerful grip he has on her. "Take your shorts off," she commands him. "The shorts stay on until the massage is over. Assuming you pay for them to come off." They both laugh the suggestion off while his hands find their way to her belly button. He leans down and breathes hot air down on her navel while massaging down to her hips. He begins sliding his hands from her hips to her navel over and over again until her legs bend up again. She rolls her head back and closes her eyes as his hands approach the cute little pubic bush over her clitoris. He barely touches over the tip of it before sliding around her pussy to her thighs. She whimpers from the tease but doesn't oppose his strategy. He oils her legs before giving them the same treatment as before. As he slides his hands back up her legs, he gets even closer to her pussy lips. He stops to thoroughly massage the inside of her thighs, even lifting her legs to rub closer to her pussy. The juice is dripping off her lips onto the velvet, and she's starting to lose her mind. Her body quivers with every attempt he makes towards her pussy. He soon starts up another pattern on her body. He opens her legs in a diamond shape so that he can fully tease her quivering pussy. He slides his hands from the inside of her thighs, around her pussy lips, and up to her navel before pushing all the tension into her hips. "I can feel it in my cervix," she moans while squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. She lays her head back and closes her eyes while more juice drips out as his hands get closer and closer to her pussy with each motion repeated. She sits her feet on the back of his legs as her pussy clinches right in front of him. She runs her right hand through her hair while her left continues to tantalize her tit. He gives one final push towards her cervix, and she squeals in orgasm. Her hips try to rise up a little, but he pushes them down to continue his massage. While her orgasm is still carrying her, he slides his hands over her pussy lips. She opens her eyes and moans harder as her clit is touched for the first time during the massage. He opens her lips with his thumbs and rubs up over her clit to her pubic hair. She grabs his wrists and holds them still, but he blows cold air over her now fully exposed clit. "Oh, shit!" Her eyes roll into the back of her head as she arches up off the cushion and holds her breath. He continues blowing until her eyes return and she's just breathing heavily. He moves his hands away from her pussy and lets her calm down while he gets ready for the finale. She runs her hands through her hair and tries catching her breath while looking up at him. "What are you doing now?" He looks down at her and smiles. "We're not done yet. There's still one more part of your body that needs to be massaged." She lays her head back and scratches her head. "Oh, my god. Oh, my god. I'm about to have sex with my brother." "We're not going to have sex," he reassures her. "You always say it's not sex unless the girl has at least three orgasms. I already came twice and if you're about to do what I think you're about to do, that's going to be three. That means it's sex." He rolls his eyes at her as he leans down on top of her. "Sex would involve kissing, and sucking, and eating you out, and fucking you; not just a massage. My dick isn't even out." She runs her hand down his chest to his abs, just above the band of his shorts. "About that, you should just take these off," she suggests while pushing the front of the shorts down. He leans back up and stops her before his dick pops out. "One more body part to go." He leans down to pin her hands next to her head. Their lips are hovering an inch away from each other as they stare into each other's eyes. "Then if you still want the shorts to come off, we can work out a deal." He leans back up and puts some oil into his palm. Before she can respond to his proposition, he puts his hands on her pussy lips. He again opens them to rub in between them. His thumbs rub the inside labia as his other fingers massage her outer lips. He really pays attention to parts of the pussy most wouldn't. He massages the soft parts of the pubis around where her hair is growing. He gets in between her thighs and swollen lips, as well as above her pubis right below her navel. He spends as much time around her pussy as possible until her moans and groans indicate rising tension. She looks down at his hands with hopeful eyes as he isolates her clitoris. Her hips jump as he begins rubbing all sides of it with both hands. His right hand rubs at the top while his left index and middle finger find the sensitive spot underneath her clit. She struggles to keep her hands away from his as he pinch-rubs and blows on her clit. Just as the sensation seems too much, his hands slide down to her opening. He rubs every part of her slippery insides so much that juice squirts out at him a little before he opens her. Remembering how many pussies he's seen in his life, his sister's pussy looks incredibly small and tight. Michelle's Massage He starts to push a finger in but remembers what he's supposed to be doing. He puts more oil on his hands and fully spreads her pussy with his thumbs. He traces the edge of her with his fingers, one at a time. Her body starts heaving and bouncing, but he continues his work as though he doesn't notice. He slides both thumbs inside her as far as they can go and begins stretch-rubbing them open in a downward angle. She moves her hips with the downward motion of his thumbs as she finally feels a part of his body inside her. Over and over again, he slides his thumbs as deep as possible before stretch-rubbing her walls out in a downward motion. She bites her bottom lip and moans on his thumbs as he picks up speed. Right before she feels her pussy clinch in an explosive orgasm, he pulls his thumbs out. She immediately sits up and wraps her hands around his neck. "No, don't stop," she says in a frustrated voice. "Girl," he yells while pushing her back down. "Last part, okay?" He spanks her clit three times with some force until she whimpers back into place. He slides her right middle finger as deep into her pussy as possible before bending his finger back towards his palm. "This is the G-spot massage part," he reassures her. He finds her G-spot trying to hide and begins firmly stroking and rubbing it. Her hips begin bucking wildly as he torments her spot as much as possible. "Oh, fuck! That feels so fucking good." She starts arching her back and rubbing her tits while moaning harder and harder. He picks up the pace and force until her entire body is jiggling above his palm. She reaches down and grabs his wrist while her eyes roll in the back of her head. "Oh...," she moans softly as her body clinches. She holds her breath and becomes rock hard as his finger continues rubbing every part of her G-spot it can find. "Yes!" Her legs shake around him and her hips bucks harder and slower. She starts rocking on his hand, trying to find an orgasmic rhythm. He reaches over with his left hand and holds her trembling hips down as he continues the assault on her spot. He slows his stroking but continues until her body relaxes again. She continues holding onto his wrist even after he pulls his finger out of her. Her pussy squishes around his finger as she tries keeping him inside her. With his finger free, he begins rubbing his hand in and on whatever part of her pussy she'll let him touch. His other fingers are rubbing her outer lips while his middle finger rubs up and down between her opening and clit. "That looked like a hard one," he comments to her on her orgasm. She builds the strength to look up at him before smiling. "So does that." She nods toward his hard-on before reaching down and rubbing it. He helps her sit up, and she wraps her feet around his legs to pull herself closer to him. He opens his legs more and sits completely down on the cushion with her so her pussy is closer to his member. "That'll cost extra." "No, it won't," she replies while pulling his shorts down just enough to free his slim-covered member. "This is going far beyond just a professionally, brotherly massage." She smiles up at him while grabbing his thick member with both hands. Her hands are barely able to wrap around his cock, it's so swollen. As she begins stroking it, streams of precum shoot out onto her tits and stomach. She continues stroking but it seems with every stroke, more precum explodes out. "Holy shit, you're a horny boy." She continues pumping precum out of him while he leans down to kiss and nibble on her neck. "It just won't stop," she giggles. "Are you cumming, or are you still building up?" He leans back to watch her stroke him and sees how plastered her body is getting from his built up precum load. "I think you're just really good at that." As they continue smiling at each other, she opens her mouth to respond to him and the last stream launches up into her mouth. "Right in the mouth. Are you okay?" he laughs. She sort of coughs it up but continues stroking and laughing. "Yeah," she yells while stroking him harder. He leans back more and groans louder while wrapping his hands around her neck. He reaches up and tosses her hair around before caressing her neck again. "Mess that shit up, look wild." She strokes him harder and faster while biting her lips and growling at him. He lets go of her neck and grabs her wrists to help her pump him as he begins thrusting into her strokes. "Cum on me, Bro. Cum all over your baby sister," she encourages him. His eyes begin rolling into the back of his head and he lets out one last groan. There's one small strand of precum that drips onto her hands before a thick white string explodes onto her chest. Neither of them stops the hard strokes as his cum shoots out everywhere. She gets some of ropes and beads on her face as she leans down to lick the tip of his dick. The moment her tongue touches his dick, he shoots a thick rope down her throat. As she chokes backward, he continues stroking out onto her body. She lies back to hide from the massive load, but he follows her. He finishes stroking out every drop onto her stomach and pussy as she unclogs her cum filled throat. He looks down at her pink nipples, now barely visible because of his massive load. His dick continues to throb as they moan and laugh at each other. She looks down at all the cum dripping onto her neck and what's covering her tits, stomach, and pussy. Her arms have ropes of cum on them, and her thighs even have a couple of beads on them. She looks up at her brother staring at the carnage he just created. She licks her cum coated lips at him and signals him to come down to her. He leans down on her body and rests his softening cock on her cum and juice coated pussy lips. "That was money well spent." "You do realize that once we get home, I am going to literally fuck you through a wall, right?" "Haha, who's paying for that?" As they lean towards each other to kiss for the first time, Rachel opens the door and walks in on them. "Oh my," she yells. They make no effort to hide themselves from her. They only laugh at her futile attempts to not stare. "Thanks for the hook-up girl," Michelle praises Rachel. "No problem," she replies to Michelle. "So I guess you really don't need luck?" she asks Aruri. "Told you." Rachel moves into the kitchen as he gets off of Michelle. She gets her clothes off the couch as starts walking towards the bathroom, but Rachel sees her before she gets there. "Oh my god, what happened? Did a horse nut on you something?" Michelle looks back and Aruri, who's laughing, before looking back at Rachel. "I guess you could say that." Michelle goes into the bathroom as Aruri begins putting his clothes back on. He takes his equipment apart and puts everything back up. As he finishes packing up and getting ready to leave, Rachel comes over to pay him. "So how much was it? Or was she so exciting, I don't have to pay you?" "She was very exciting, but you still have to pay me. And it was two hundred dollars." Rachel goes into her purse and pulls out her credit card just as the shower in the bathroom turns on. He pulls out his tablet so she can pay him and sign to confirm the order. After they conclude their business, he gets his things and starts to leave. "I hope you, and your friend, found my services satisfactory," he says while walking out of the door. "I'm sure it was worth every penny," she adds. "Thank you," he says to Rachel before yelling, "Good bye, Michelle. See you at home," to Michelle. As he starts to walk away, Rachel stops him. "Ah, see you at home? Do you two already know each other or something?" "Well yeah, she's my little sister." "What," Rachel yells in shock. "Well, half-sister. Same dad, different mom. Bye" As he leaves down the hall, Rachel closes her front door and runs over to the bathroom door. She knocks on the door but doesn't wait for Michelle to respond. "Chelle, was that guy your brother?" "Yeah, we have the same dad."Rachel stumbles backward in shocked. "Did you know that before he nutted all over you and my living room?" "Yeah, we grow up together, and we've lived together for over two years." The water cuts off as Rachel goes to sit down on the couch. As she puts her head in her hands, she sees some of Aruri's cum on the couch and floor. "I can't wait to get home," Michelle yells in excitement.