I have never written a lesbian story but I like to try to write one.
Jack Bucky helped me again editing this story. Thank you very much!
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Amy is young woman who is a little over 20 years old. She is petite but has perky tits and a nice bum. She likes to lift weights so she has some form in her body. Because of the weightlifting, she has some muscle tightness from time to time. Usually, she just does some stretching, but now she has tightness so bad that she can't cure it by herself.
So, she starts to look for where she could find a good sports massage for herself. She calls a few that she has found on the internet, but those that seem to be the good ones already have a lot of reservations for people in their calendars, and she can't wait for a month to feel better.
Amy asks the last one she calls if they could recommend someone who might be able to see her a lot sooner. The masseuse is nice and understands her situation. She promises to ask someone she knows if she could manage to take Amy.
Later that day, Amy has a message from the masseuse who has been helping her. She asks if Amy would be free at 18:00 (6 pm) today? Amy immediately answers yes -- she would certainly be available if someone has time to massage her. After that, Amy gets another message telling her the address of where she should go for her massage. Amy thanks the masseuse for suggesting someone who could help her with the tightness, and the masseuse responds with another message that says: "You are welcome. You will be in very skillful hands tonight. She will open you up. :-)" That sounds very good to Amy, and she decides to take a shower and start to get ready for the upcoming massage.
The address is in an old apartment building near the city center. Amy is very punctual and arrives at the exact time, buzzing the doorbell at the building's entrance. She hears the click of the electric lock open and she goes in. The address information also says that she should go to Apartment Number 1. In the corridor, she notices that Apartment Number 1 is not up from the ground floor but it is down. There is only one apartment in the basement.
The basement is a little dark but she finds the right door quite easily because there is only one door. On that door is the name of the person she has been told to see, so she pushes the doorbell. A little sound comes from it and soon the door opens.
The person who opens the door is a big, strong-looking woman in her forties.
"Come in," she says and Amy steps into the little lobby of the apartment.
"You can leave your jacket and shoes here," the strong-looking woman says. She also asks, "Do you want to have a shower before the massage?"
Amy thinks it is a strange question, but she says that she has just showered at home.
"Okay, I think you will want one afterward," the woman says, and she says it with a little smirk on her face.
She adds, "By the way, my first name is Rita and you can call me that or just say ma'am if you prefer."
Amy thinks that it would sound weird to call her ma'am and says, "Okay, it is nice that you could see me on such short notice."
"This is a kind of a hobby for me so I don't have any ads anywhere," Rita explains. "I take new clients when someone I know recommends them. The masseuse that arranged this for you is an old friend of mine and she recognized that you are one of the girls that work out in the same gym as she does. She told me that you would be a good client for me," she tells Amy before pushing her into her massage room.
That also sounds a little odd to Amy, and she wonders why the other masseuse didn't tell her that she knows her from the gym? Also, that firm but gentle touch on her buttocks when she guides her into the room feels a little too intimate at this point.
In the middle of the room is an ordinary-looking massage table with the usual donut-shaped headrest. It is colored purple and looks very comfortable. However, what is different about that table from others she has seen is that it doesn't have any paper covering or anything else covering the leather surface. It also has more different sections than those massage tables usually have. Amy didn't pay close attention to those things because this was her first massage, ever.
"You can leave your clothes behind that curtain, and there are disposable clothes for you if you like," Rita says as she points to the curtain in one corner.
Amy goes over there and finds very little string bikini tops made of paper. After taking her clothes off she decides to use those paper covers because she is not comfortable going to that table nude. The paper clothing doesn't cover much, but still covers something.
When she comes out from behind the curtain she finds Rita looking directly at her. She feels that Rita is sizing her up her with her eyes.
"First, you go face down on the table," she says, and she also asks if Amy is cold.
"Yes, I am feeling a little bit cold," Amy says, thinking that she will be given a blanket or something to cover her parts that are exposed.
Rita covers her legs with a blanket and starts the massage on Amy's back. She uses a lot of oil and the massage starts to feel very comforting and nice. Amy relaxes a little bit but stiffens from time to time when Rita finds some especially sore spots.
She also massages her neck and shoulders and finds there are also some sore spots there. She is very skillful, so those spots melt away quickly, leaving Amy feeling very relaxed.
Then Amy feels Rita ripping the bikini top backside open so she can properly massage her upper back. There is also some stiffness there, but Rita also massages that away as well.
Her hands go to her lower back and little by little her hands are on the upper part of Amy's buttocks. There is some stiffness, but soon, Rita's hands just feel awesome there. She presses a sensitive point at the same time she starts to massage Amy's ear with her other hand. That feels so good that Amy almost moans from pleasure, and that awakens her a bit. She also feels some moisture starting to seep from her pussy, but Amy thinks about how that can't happen now.
Rita moves the blanket to the upper part of Amy's back and starts to massage her legs from bottom to top. Once again, Rita finds the stiff spots and makes them melt in her hands. She is moving further up on Amy's leg, and at some point, her hands are just a centimeter from Amy's pussy. Then, Rita's hands become very gentle and caressing.
Amy is almost moaning again, but she keeps her mouth shut. She also feels the moisture again in her pussy.
Rita takes Amy's other leg and massages it the same way, going from bottom to top until she is rubbing and touching in the neighborhood of Amy's vulva.
Next, Rita massages Amy's buttocks. She is rough at first, but when the muscle stiffness starts to fade, she changes to a more tender touch. Her fingers also start to slide between Amy's buttocks and under the thin paper strings.
"Your hips are very stiff and I must use some special techniques to relax them," Rita says, "so don't be alarmed about what happens next. Just try to relax as much as possible," she says as she goes to take something from her cabinet.
"Next, I move you to a little different position," Rita says and she moves those sections of the massage table that are under Amy's legs so that Amy is crawling. Her knees are bent so that her thighs are almost vertical and her shins are horizontal. Rita also spreads them apart so that she is standing between Amy's legs. Then, she adjusts the table in the upper position.
Amy feels that the position is quite odd but thinks that maybe Rita knows what she is doing because she has been doing such good work with her muscles so far.
However, Amy feels that the moisture in her pussy has started to trickle out in this position. She feels that the paper is starting to stick to her pussy.
"Next, I will add some grease so just stay calm and relaxed," Rita says, and Amy feels her other hand on her lower back. At the same time, she feels another hand pull and rip the paper strings open.
