The Massage Club

To her credit, Katy said nothing, just dutifully continuing on with the massage. Sam could not help but be impressed with how Katy's massages had gotten better every day. She seemed to know just how hard to push and just where to rub. He felt like he might be imagining it, but it also seemed like she was teasing him with some of her touches. When her fingertips came up lightly on his upper thigh, it felt like she had to be millimeters from coming in contact with his balls. When she rubbed his upper thigh and hip, he could feel the sides of her hands coming tantalizingly close to his ever hardening cock.

"Want me to do your chest?" she asked.

"Um, yeah, I guess so," he answered.

"This does not mean you can do my chest, by the way," she grinned, as she dribbled some oil out on his chest and began to massage it in.

"Darn," he answered, and meant it.

Katy rubbed and massaged his chest, then moved down lower, rubbing her hands back and forth across his stomach, just above where the towel was. Sam's cock was on full alert. Just as he felt like he was losing control, she stopped and declared that his fun was over, now it was her turn.

Sam groaned his disapproval at his turn ending. "That was incredible sis, there's no way I can match that," he said.

"Well you can sure try," she answered.

Sam leaned up from the bed and opened his eyes, his sister was dressed in a short, silky white kimono, her hair still wet from the shower. The white silky robe looked fabulous on her tan body, Sam couldn't help but think to himself that if she wasn't his sister, there would be things he'd be doing with her in addition to massage.

She pulled off the robe to reveal that she was wearing a white sports bra and some lacy white panties. The panties were less revealing than the ones she had on yesterday, but they were also looser fitting.

Sam, still dressed in his towel, set in to trying to match his sister's epic massage. She cooed when he poured oil on her, and he liked the way the oil had his hands gliding over her. Following her lead, he straddled her as he rubbed her shoulders and back. Because he was taller he could straddle her upper thighs and still reach her upper back, all the while doing the best he could to keep the towel wrapped around him. There was no way he wasn't going to be aroused rubbing a hot girl in that position, even if it was his sister, and he was thankful she was face down. As he rubbed her back, his hips would move back and forth across her ass. If it weren't for the towel his cock would be sliding back and forth across her ass cheeks, an image that he could not help but imagine.

He slipped his fingers under the bra strap to massage that area, then worked his way down to her lower back. As he worked his thumbs into her lower back, his imagination took hold once again, and he visualized himself lifting her up on her knees and ramming his cock into her doggy style. The very thought of that, plus a soft moan coming from Katy, suddenly and unexpectedly pushed Sam over the edge, and he felt his cock exploding into the towel.

Somehow, someway, he experienced an epic orgasm and what had to be a gallon of cum without giving off any obvious signs of what had happened. He continued to rub and massage his sister, and thankfully the towel absorbed all of his load.

The intense orgasm relaxed him some, and he got back to focusing on the massage. He moved around so he was straddling her back and facing her feet, and began working on her legs, using the same method that she had used on him, using both hands to go from the top of one leg to the bottom. When he got to the top of her thighs, he would lighten his touch, seeing how close he could get to actually touching her pussy without actual contact. He sensed from her slight gyrations that she kinda liked it.

"Do you, um, want me to rub your, uh, butt?" he asked.

"I guess so," she said softly. "But I'm not taking my panties off."

"Ok, I think I can work under them," he said. He was still straddling her lower legs, so he poured more oil onto his hands and worked them gently under the loose fabric of the panties. He alternated between pushing his fingers into her ass cheeks, rubbing in tight little circles, and then he would back off and rub the full cheek with a more medium pressure. He didn't know how much Katy was liking it, she seemed a bit tense, but he was sure enjoying rubbing his hands over her fabulous ass. Even if it was his sister's fabulous ass. His dick was already hard again.

He didn't want it to end, but he was worried that Katy seemed a little tense, so after a few minutes of ass rubbing he gave her a gentle slap on the cheek. "All done with this side," he said cheerfully, trying to break the tension some.

She rolled over, looking a bit flushed, and Sam set in to working on her front side. She seemed pretty quiet, and he was worried that he had gone too far with the ass rub. But he also noticed that the front of her panties seemed to be wet. He spent a long while massaging her legs, and she seemed to relax and maybe even doze off. Since she had done his chest area, it seemed only fair that he would massage her torso area, but he wasn't too sure how to go about it.

"Do you want me to do your chest," he whispered.

She may have been asleep, or at least groggy, and she didn't answer right away.

"Um, I guess so," she said. She reached up and pulled the straps of her sports bra down, so her breasts were still covered but he could access her chest area. "But don't think about touching my boobs," she said laughing. "In accordance with Massage Club Rule Three."

"I'll be a perfect gentleman," Sam said. He worked his fingers in little circles on her chest, all the while admiring the gentle curve of her breasts. He had never really noticed it before, his sister had a great body. After a while he moved down below the bra area, rubbing her stomach with both hands for a while. There were a few times when the back of his hand grazed the bottom curve of her breasts, and a few times when his other hand grazed over the panties, but he kept his distance as best he could.

When he finished Katy was quick to slip her robe back on. She told him the massage was great, but she seemed pretty flustered, and then she said she had some stuff to do and had to run.

Sam was still sitting on the bed in the towel, wondering if he had gone too far with his massage, when she stuck her head back into the room.

"Rule Six, ass massage is definitely permissible," she said.

"Confirm that," said Sam.

"Same time tomorrow?" she asked.

"Absolutely," he said.

For the next several days, they fell into a similar routine, coming in from soccer and going straight to the massage trade. Sam became more relaxed with the massage every day, and he sensed that Katy was getting more relaxed as well. They had fallen into a comfortable rhythm where they knew what to expect from the other's massage, and both of them had taken to nearly dozing off during their turn. Sam wasn't sure if he liked giving or receiving the massage more, they were both fantastic.

Sam had taken to just wearing a loose towel during the massages, while Katy stuck with the bra and panties look, though her panties seemed to be getting smaller and smaller. Sam had respectfully kept her panties in place, letting his hand go under but resisting the urge to move them. But on occasion his ass rubbing would cause her panties to bunch up, giving him epic views of her shapely ass. She seemed to enjoy the ass massage part more and more every day, to the point that she was lifting her hips up off the bed just slightly, spreading her legs a bit to give him more access, and even grinding her crotch softly into the bed.

On Friday they had to make a change in schedule, they both had something going on after practice so they couldn't do the massage until late in the afternoon. But they both decided they'd rather reschedule than miss out on the best part of their day.

Sam was in his towel on the bed waiting for her when Katy came in with her white robe. She blushed a little when she saw him.

"I, uh, went to the store today and got something, to, uh, make it easier for you to massage, um, me," she stammered. Then she turned around and let the robe fall off her shoulders. She was wearing a thong.

Sam gasped and whistled. "Wow, looking good sis," he said.

"Thanks, I've never worn a thong before, and I really kinda like the way it feels on me," she said. "I really didn't like the ass massage part at first, but I started to like it more and more, and I figure a thong will make it easier for you."

Sam could feel his hands shaking at the thought of rubbing her bare ass. It might make access easier, but it was going to make some other things a lot harder.

Katy climbed into the bed and Sam set in on the massage. No matter what part of her body he was working, every time he got the chance his eyes were glued to her ass, and he couldn't wait to get his hands there. He was so distracted that he fumbled the oil trying to get it open and a bunch of it poured out onto her upper back and began rolling down toward her lower back.

"Shit sis, sorry about that, I'm getting your bra strap soaked with oil," he said.

"Just pop the clasp off," she said quickly, and Sam did as he was told. After a few moments she leaned up on her elbows and slipped the bra all the way off.

Now his sister was naked, face down, except for a thong. Sam was straddling her beautiful ass while wearing a small towel, and he was leaning back and forth as he rubbed from her lower back up to her shoulders. Then he moved down to her thighs, and calves, and feet, before moving back to the area where he most wanted to be. He put plenty of oil on his hands and began to rub and caress her ass. Without the panties in his way, he was much more free to work, and he could tell by the way she was moving her hips up and down and sighing that she was liking it as well. The room was starting to get dark and her ass looked amazing in the fading light.

After an extraordinarily long ass massage period, Sam let Katy know it was time to roll over.

"I can't exactly roll over without my bra on," she said.

"Well it's pretty dark, I probably couldn't see anything anyway," grinned Sam.

"Yeah right, you could see plenty," she responded. "I'll tell you what, you give me your towel and I'll close my eyes."

Katy said it like she was kidding, but Sam jumped at the idea. He took his towel off and draped it across her back.

"Ack, are you naked?" she screamed.

"Yes, you said you wouldn't look," he said.

"Ok, I'm rolling over," she said.

"Ok," Sam answered.

"Are you sure?" she said.

"Yes, go ahead!"

She carefully moved around so that she was laying on her back, and the towel was covering up her breasts. Sam thought he saw her glance over at his naked body, but it was hard to tell in the darkening room.

It was a completely different sensation for Sam giving a massage while nude, and it was better in every way. As he gave her a thorough rubdown, his cock was rock hard. He was taking Katy at her word that she was keeping her eyes closed, because periodically he could not stop the urge to stroke his cock a few times. With the room darker, him naked and Katy in just a towel and a thong, it had rapidly become by far the most erotic massage they had shared. His cock was rock hard the entire time, which was good, because if he had been semi erect he probably would've been jabbing her with his cock during the rubdown.

When he got up to her chest, he was dying to rip the towel away and massage her breasts, and he was thinking to himself that she wouldn't have resisted, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Instead, he spent some extra time just above and just below her breasts, coming closer than he ever had to actually touching them.

He finished up with her stomach rubdown, and when he was finished and time for his turn, he just rolled over face down. He was loving the feeling of being full nude, and he was hoping she didn't put the towel back on him.

She didn't, and he also noted that she put the towel down on the bed, so while he couldn't see her because he was face down, he knew that she was now dressed just in a thong as she gave him his rubdown. He loved the feeling of having his ass exposed, and feeling Katy climb around on top of his bare ass as she rubbed his upper and lower body. But he nearly stopped breathing when she began to massage his ass. She took both of her hands and rubbed and caressed one cheek, then the other, and as she slid her hands from one side to the other he could feel her hands lightly brushing up against his balls. Then she began pushing him down into the bed as she rolled her hands over his ass, allowing him to grind his hard cock into the bed.

While that part ended too soon, it was only to get better when the time came to roll over. He wanted nothing more than to roll over, fully nude, with his cock proudly reaching towards the ceiling. But he wasn't sure what his sister would think about that.

"Hold on a sec," she said. Sam felt her move over on the bed and he realized she was putting her bra back on. That was a let down, but the way he felt now, he would rather be naked than see her naked. Then she got off the bed and he heard her light a match and looked over to see that she was lighting a candle by the bed. The room had gotten much darker, and the candle put out a dim but warm glow across the bed.

"Ok, time to roll over," Katy said, and just as he was about to roll over in the full nude he felt the towel on his back. She had thrown him the towel to cover up with.

Oh well, he thought. Probably for the best. He rolled over awkwardly, moving the towel over him. But rather than wrap the towel around himself, he just let a small portion of the towel cover up his midsection. His privates were covered, but in the most minimal way possible. He felt incredibly aroused thinking about Katy looking at his nearly naked body. When he opened his eyes briefly to look down at her, he became even more aroused. She looked incredibly sexy in her bra and panties, and while her hands were working on his legs, her eyes were on his crotch.

As she worked on his thighs, the towel kept shifting slightly, slowly exposing him more. He easily could've reached down and moved the towel back into place, but instead he shifted his legs, rotated his hips, and even subtly used his hands to pull the towel to the side.

Katy was working on his thigh, letting her long thin fingers move up to his hip, when the towel suddenly gave way and slipped off his body, exposing her to his full nude glory.

Sam held his breath while he waited for a reaction, he assumed that she would probably just pull the towel back over him. Instead, after a momentary pause, she went back to the massage. She ran her hands up one thigh and then the other, coming achingly close to brushing up against his rock hard cock, before moving up to rub his lower abdomen.

He took a deep breath, and then let it slowly out. Then he sighed, and then sighed again. He was having the most erotic experience of his life, and he had to say something.

"Feels sooooo good," he said softly.

"I can tell," she whispered back.

She moved up and began rubbing his chest and abdomen, and Sam's cock got harder than ever. She was moving her hands down over his stomach, covering every inch of his torso except for his aching cock. It was a fabulously sensuous tease, and he couldn't help but let out a soft moan every time her fingers came close to his cock.

She may have brushed up against him accidentally, or it may have been completely in his imagination, but whatever it was it sent him over the edge, and with a loud groan his throbbing cock released a torrent of fluid all over his midsection.

It didn't take long for Sam to go from being orgasmic to feeling guilty.

"Sorry about that sis, I guess I kinda lost it there."

"That's ok," she answered. "Is that the first time that's happened during our massages?"

"Not the first time, it has happened a few times," he said. "Your massages are so good you don't even need to touch the good parts."

"I wondered about that," she said. She took the towel and began to dutifully clean Sam's torso. She paused briefly to get a little bit of his load on her fingers, which she tested out by rubbing between her fingers and thumb. Sam made a mental note to remember that image for later. She finished cleaning him up and tossed the towel aside.

"So what about you," said Sam. "Have you had an orgasm during our massages?"

"Not quite, but close," she answered. "I tried for a long time to not be aroused, but well, it is just not that easy. Having your body massaged, even by your brother, is a pretty sensual experience."

"Very sensual," said Sam. He was relieved that they were talking openly about it. "I guess it is a good thing we have Rule Three."

"Yes, the rule about no touching of the private parts, is pretty key," she said. "Thank heavens for Rule Three. However, I think we should authorize a Rule Seven, that nude massage is allowed, as long as it is done in strict accordance with Rule Three."

"I concur on the addition of Rule Seven," Sam said.

"I would suggest that it is also prudent to include a Rule Eight, that states that there is nothing wrong with either participant becoming aroused, even to the point of orgasm, during said massage," Katy added.

"Motion seconded and enthusiastically passed," grinned Sam.

They sat there quietly on the bed for a while before she spoke up again. "You know, there is a way we could, sort of, get around Rule Three," she said.

Sam cocked and eye and looked at her. "Oh yeah?"

Katy got off the bed and walked over to the closet. She looked so damn sexy walking away from him in that thong. She disappeared inside for a moment and came out carrying something.

"Another treasure from the parent's sex closet," she grinned.

As she got closer, Sam realized that she was carrying a vibrator, a fairly life-like version. She turned the switch and it came buzzing to life. "This is the way around Rule Three."

"I'm not sure I'm following you," Sam said.

She smiled at him. "Well Monday is going to be our last day for Massage Club, because the parents are coming back Tuesday. So you have all weekend to think about it, I'll bet that you'll figure it out before Monday."

She tossed the dildo on the bed beside him and walked out of the room. It took him about five minutes of looking at the dildo and thinking about Rule 3 before it hit him. Like a ton of bricks.

It hit him like a ton of bricks all day Saturday and all day Sunday, and by the time Monday rolled around he had developed some pretty extensive ideas on how to violate Rule Three. Sam went to soccer practice in the morning in a complete state of distraction and somehow didn't injure himself. He rushed home after practice, when he walked into his parent's bedroom there was a note on the bed from Katy. It said that Final Meeting of the Massage Club would be delayed until 7 pm, and that she would see him then.

So now Sam had to endure a full afternoon of torture waiting for the next massage adventure. He couldn't help but wonder if Katy was just trying to drive him crazy. It was working, he was so wound up that he actually went for a run around 6 pm, and didn't get home until around 7.

When he walked into his parent's room, Katy was already there, face down on the bed covered by a white silk sheet. She had candles lit on either side of the bed, and the dildo was on the bed beside her.

"Hurry up," she said. "I've been thinking about this all weekend."

"Me too," he said. He took the world's fastest shower and came back wrapped in a towel. He got into the bed and pulled back the sheet to find what he had hoped, his sister, nude except for a lacy thong. Fully nude would have been better, but he could see her point in keeping things at least somewhat covered.