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Tribal Lust
(Trevon Carter)

Nicole took the fabric, opened it up and shook her head.  "No way I'm wearing this," she said, staring at the tiny black g-string that felt as though it was made of silk. 

"What?  Oh come on, it's just to help with the massage, you do not want oil all over your panties," Janet replied.

"Yeah but this..."  Nicole twirled the tiny g-string around her finger.  "Look at this, it's far too revealing,  I don't think I've even worn anything like this for Luke," she continued.

"And look where that got you.  Come on, loosen up, it's a deep down massage, this is what people usually wear for this," Janet responded.

Nicole grimaced slightly at Janet's words and gritted her teeth as she looked at the silent black man again.  She sighed and pulled off her panties quickly before putting on the tiny little g-string. The cloth covering her crotch was surprisingly soft and smooth and the string that slid between her ass cheeks was light, barely noticeable.

"You happy?"  Nicole grunted.

"Cute little shave you had going down there," Janet laughed.

"It was for Luke."

"Oh, forget about him.  Come on, take off that bra and get on the table," Janet ordered.

"Don't we get a towel or something?"  Nicole questioned as she unclasped her bra and pulled it off, using her right arm to at least try and hide her breasts.

"Oh, just lay on the table.  You don't need a towel," Janet replied as she hopped on the table closest to her, her large breasts bouncing softly.

Nicole sighed and careful made her way on the table, her arm still covering her breasts.  She lay down on her stomach and placed her head into the face rest.  The table next to her creaked as Janet did the same.

She stared down at the floor and it wasn't long before a shadow made its way towards her.  A pair of black feet came into sight, wearing brown sandals.  Judging by the size of the feet, she guessed it was most likely a male masseuse.  She worried a bit as she felt a warm liquid rush down her upper back.

"Ooio..."  Janet moaned.

Nicole shivered as she felt the warm oil trail down her spine.  She gasped as she felt a pair of large, powerful hands press against her back and spread the oil.  The masseuse gently moved their hand up along her upper back and began squeezing her tired, tense shoulders first.  Nicole closed her eyes as she felt her stress melt away bit by bit.

The masseuse's powerful hands worked their way down my back, all the way down towards my lower back and hips.  Nicole opened her eyes in surprise as she felt the hands rub right against her ass cheeks, pressing and squeezing them.  She contemplated on getting up but didn't as she felt his hands move down the back of her upper thighs.  

To her side, she could hear Janet letting out more moans.  It was a bit embarrassing to hear her friend moan out so loudly.  Nicole kept her own voice low, letting out small gasps as she felt the powerful hands squeeze her calves and work their way down to her ankles.

The masseuse's hands were like magic, melting her body as they crisscrossed around her ankles and back up around her calves.  She started to hear some strange noises to her side but ignored them.  The other masseuse must have been using a lot more lubricant, as she could hear a strange wet popping sound.  For a moment, she thought she heard slurping but couldn't be bothered to move her head.

She gasped as she felt the hands move higher again, to her upper thigh and right against her ass cheeks.  A shiver ran up her spine as the masseuse's fingers grazed by her labia.  She squirmed slighted as they moved upward, right against her ass cheeks.  Her backdoor clenched immediately as the fingers worked their way around it.

"Hey, whoa there," Nicole said as she pulled up and turned slightly, hiding the side of her breast with one arm.

She froze as she looked to her left, it was an image she would never get out of her mind.  A large, extremely muscular black man was lying on the massage table next to her with Janet bouncing up and down wildly on his enormous member.  Nicole's eyes couldn't move as she stared at the incredible length and girth of his ebony manhood.  It was easily a foot or longer, though Nicole couldn't be sure with Janet popping up and down atop it.