Nana’s heart was racing as she lay there on the massage table, her body still tingling from Lucas’s hands and that Yin-infused oil that had her burning up inside. The sight of his cock hardening under her touch, pushing against his pants like it had a mind of its own, sent a thrill through her.
"I gotta see it," she thought, her fingers itching to move. Still lying on her chest, her big breasts squished against the table, she reached out with shaky hands and tugged at the ties of Lucas’s robe. The fabric was loose, slipping open easy, and she yanked it down his hips, her breath catching as his cock sprang free, thick and heavy, right in front of her face.
"Gods," she thought, her eyes wide as she took it in—long, veined, bigger than anything she’d ever laid eyes on. She couldn’t stop staring, her mouth dry, her pussy throbbing just from the sight of it.
"Your dick is the biggest I’ve ever seen," she blurted out, her voice a little hoarse, her cheeks flushing as the words spilled from her lips.
"Did I really just say that?" she thought, but she meant it—every guy she’d been with before paled in comparison, their clumsy fumbling nothing next to this.
Lucas looked down at her, his smirk widening, and let out a low, "Hell yeah," his voice rough with a touch of pride. He stood there, robe hanging open, not moving, just letting her take it all in, and that confidence of his only made her hotter, her fingers twitching with the urge to touch him again.
Then, without warning, Nana leaned forward, her blond ponytail swinging, and swallowed his cock—or tried to. "Oh fuck," she thought, her lips stretching wide as the head pushed into her mouth, so thick it barely fit.
She gagged a little at first, her jaw aching as she struggled to take him in, her tongue pressing awkward against the underside. "It’s too big," she thought, panic flickering for a second, but she wasn’t backing down—not now.
She adjusted, breathing through her nose, and started sucking, slow at first, then harder as she got the hang of it. Her saliva slicked him up, dripping down the shaft, and she bobbed her head, her hands bracing on his thighs for balance. I can do this, she thought, determination mixing with the heat pooling low in her belly.
Lucas loved it—"damn, she’s eager," he muttered, watching her work his cock, her lips stretched tight around him, her big eyes flicking up to meet his every so often.
He reached down, his hands finding her head, fingers tangling in her ponytail as he guided her, not too rough, just enough to set the pace. Her mouth was warm, wet, and messy, her spit running down his cock, pooling at the base, and it felt good—real good.
But he kept his cool, his face steady, not a moan slipping out. "Let her think she’s gotta work for it," he thought, smirking to himself. Nana kept sucking, harder now, her tongue swirling, the wet, sloppy sounds filling the room as she poured everything into it, her plump ass shifting on the table, her body screaming for more even as she focused on him.
Nana kept sucking Lucas’s cock, her lips stretched wide, her tongue working hard as she bobbed her head, spit dribbling down her chin and onto the massage table.
The room was warm, the air thick with the scent of lavender oil and her own sweat, but her neck was starting to strain, a dull ache creeping in from holding the awkward angle for so long.
"Gods, he’s big," she thought, her jaw sore but her body still buzzing with want. She pulled back slow, letting his cock slip from her mouth with a wet pop, a string of saliva breaking as she sat up, her blond ponytail swinging.
She wiped her lips with the back of her hand, her chest heaving, and glanced at Lucas, hoping to see some kind of reaction—something to show she’d gotten to him. But he just stood there, his face cool, not a moan or a groan to be heard.
"Did I not do it right?" she thought, disappointment curling in her stomach, but she bit her lip and kept quiet, too shy to call him out.
She shifted on the massage table, sitting up now, her inner clothes clinging to her sweaty skin, her big breasts straining against the thin fabric. Lucas didn’t miss a beat—he stepped closer, his hands finding her shoulders first, then sliding down to her chest.
"Those are unreal," he thought, his eyes flicking over her curves as he tugged the fabric aside, letting her breasts spill free.
They were big, heavy, and beautiful, with pink nipples that stood out hard against her pale skin. He didn’t hesitate—his hands cupped them, massaging slow and firm, his thumbs brushing her nipples as he leaned in and sucked one into his mouth.
"Fuck, yes," a sharp moan ripping out of her as his tongue flicked over her nipple, hot and wet, sending pleasure shooting straight to her core. Her eyes rolled back, her head tipping as the sensation hit her hard, making her crazy horny, her pussy throbbing under her thin clothes.
Nana’s hands moved on instinct, reaching for his cock, still slick from her spit, and she stroked him gently, her fingers sliding up and down his thick length.
"He’s so hard," she thought, her breath hitching as Lucas sucked harder, his teeth grazing her nipple just enough to make her squirm. He switched to her other breast, licking and sucking, his hands kneading her soft flesh, and she couldn’t stop moaning, the sounds spilling out loud and needy.
"He’s driving me insane," she thought, her hips shifting on the table, her thighs pressing together as heat pooled low in her belly. She kept stroking him, slow and steady, marveling at how big he felt in her hand, but then Lucas caught her off guard—without warning, his hand slid down, slipping under her inner clothes to her wet pussy.
His finger pushed inside her, slick and sudden, and Nana gasped, a sharp, "Oh!" bursting from her lips as pleasure slammed through her. Fuck, what’s that? she thought, her body jolting as he started fingering her, his touch deep and sure.
Her pussy was soaked, dripping around his finger, and he moved fast, curling it just right to hit spots that made her see stars. Lucas wasn’t just fingering her—he’d infused his touch with those erotic cultivation techniques, channeling a spark of energy through his finger, and it hit her like a wave, making her crazy horny, her whole body trembling.
"He’s... gods, he’s too good," she thought, her moans turning into cries, her hand faltering on his cock as she gripped the edge of the table with her other hand, trying to hold on as the pleasure overwhelmed her.