Further Education (Closed)

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"Come in Melinda" Sophie spoke loudly. She knew from the knock it wasn't her father.

She sat cross legged on her large iron bed, a black Gothic affair, with a large pictorial 'How To give Massages' book open. Her room was tidy in parts, and a mess in other areas covering her knees and thighs, her torso was covered ina bright blue crop top, with 'Nike' across the front. Her pierced navel was clearly on show. One one foot post of the bed were a couple of lacy silk bras hanging, whilst from the head posts two silk strands.

On her bed side table was both a pack of oral contraceptives as well as a box of 12 extra sensitive condoms, clearly opened; next to which were a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs, the type given to brides to be on their hen-night.

On the wardrobe was two sets of her Waitrose uniform, and along one wall were several pairs of knee high boots, some flat, others had block heels or even a couple of stilettos heels.

On the floor was a mixture of clothing and footwear. Overall there was nothing specifically out of place, until you look at a corner bookshelf close to the window; there lay a couple of riding crops; but no other obvious signs of riding attire or accessories...
 
"Hope I'm not disturbing you," Melinda said apologetically her eyes taking in the room as she stepped inside. "I could do with going for a run to ease some tension," she said hoping it made sense.

Whilst a few of the items seemed out of place Melinda was sure there would be a reasonable explanaition, her eyes fell on the riding crops, "Oh.. I didn't realise you like horse riding.." she said before continuing with her main purpose, "anywhere good for an evening run?" she asked expectantly.
 
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"Hope I'm not disturbing you," Melinda said apologetically.


"No; not at all, just doing some reading.... whats up?" holding up the cover to the book "The art of sensual body massages."

"Oh.. I didn't realise you like horse riding.." she said before continuing with her main purpose, "anywhere good for an evening run?" she asked expectantly.

"I don't ride much... it is overrated in my opinion" offered Sophia as she glanced over her shoulder tot he bookcase where the riding-crops were.

"And as for a running route, I tend to go around the park, but not sure Id suggest going now, it is a tad late...... "

Sophia inhaled.... "Why don't you come out tomorrow and I will show you a few routes?"

Sophia looked at Melinda, able to just about make out her turquoise bra thruogh the whiteness of her T-shirt; but she realised that Melinda had a shapely pair of 'anglo-saxon' legs, causing her to involuntary lick her top lip.

"Well I can always ease some tension out with a massage?" offered Sophia, half joking but there was a serious edge as well.....
 
Dissapointed with the response to her run, Melinda smiled, "I guess I need to releive some of this tension," she said tiliting her head from side to side stretching out her neck.

"Would you mind a quick shoulder rub?" melinda asked. Although not usually a fan of massages, nor letting strangers near her body, she noted the massage books on the bookcase and trusted Sophia to do a good job.

"Where do you want me?" she said as she stepped into the room, the door swining closed behind her gently, possibly due to a faulty hinge.
 
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Sophia smiled...

"Please can you get me a pot of hot water from next door please...."

As Melinda left, Sophia cleared the bed, exposing her own lycra shorts that matched her blue crop top. She walked over to her dressing table and tok a large bottle of baby oil and as Melinda returned, placed the oil in the water to warm it up....

Next she reached a large bath towel and placed it over the bed....

As Sophia met Melinda's curious eyes she spoke softly...

"I recommend you dress down to at least your underwear Melinda, ir not well nude.... IT makes my job easier, and you are less likely to get long term oil stains..."
 
Melinda followed the instruction, and as she returned she began to realise the scale of her 'little shoulder rub'. At home mike would have begrudgingly rubbed her shoulders for a few minutes, nothing like this, towels, oil, Sophia seemed a true professional.

As she returned she watche Sophia slip the oil into the water, onviously warming it through to avoid the initial cold shock.

"I recommend you dress down to at least your underwear Melinda, ir not well nude.... IT makes my job easier, and you are less likely to get long term oil stains..."

Melinda hadn't thought about this with the introduction of oils it was likely to get messy. She paused omentarily unsure what to do, she couldn't back out now. Whilst not ashamed of her body, she didn't make a habit of getting naked in front of strangers, well at least not since she had stopped having one night stands.

It was only Sophia, she told herself, nothing to worry about.

Slowly she esed off her Tshirt, revealing her slightly tanned, toned torso, there was some clear definition thanks to all of her dancing, she slipped off her leggings leaving a black thong then turning her back to Sophia she slipped off her sports bra. Finding decent sports bras at a reasonable price was almost impossible and she wasn't keen on ruining one of her better ones with oil.

She re adjusted her hair, tieing it neatly out of the way allowing full, unrestricted access to her shoulders and neck. Then she laid down face first on the bed, awaiting Sophia's next instruction.
 
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Sophia watched briefly as Melinda started to undress, but then looked away, not wanting to appear to be perverted; and put some Southern American flute music.

Soon Melinda was just in her black thong, exposing her toned bum and thighs as Sophia straddled Melinda

"Excuse me but I am still saving up for a Massage table. Now just relax"

She then reached for the oil and poured it along her spine... the Oil was still a tad cold, as it had not been in the water for long, but it wasn't that cold, as Sophia started to spread it over her shoulders and along her spine.

"Where are you tense exactly?" Sophia asked, though she could feel knots in the back of the neck and along the shoulders....

For the next ten minutes Sophia just massaged Melinda as best she could, working initially on her upper back but then started to move further afield, massaging her lower back and moving round to her sides, once or twice inadvertently pressing into the flesh of her breasts...

She moved lower down so that she was now straddling Melinda's thghs as she poured more oil onto her back,and then usig both her hands, and lower arms, started to massage her entire back....

The room smelt of the baby oil, tinted with Jasmin scent, the music relaxig them both.....

Finally Sophia asked... "What about your legs? Is Any where else tensed?"
 
A slight shudder as the cool oil found her warm skin. Melinda felt herself tense then relax as Sophia slowly worked the oil into her body. Her eyes closed as she emjoyed the sensations created by the oil and Sophia's talented hands.

Slolwy but surely the tension started to release from her shoulders and back, light moans of appreciation escaped Melinda's lips as she relaxed fully into the massage. The occassionaly finger tip easing further than it should masked by the skillful technique.

"Any where else?" The words breaking into the relaxed trance Melinda had found herself in.

"MMmm it feels good just where you are," she replied before adding "but if you know some more tricks to relax me be my guest," she said allowing herself to fall at Sophia's mercy.
 
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"Sure, it would be my pleasure..."

As Sophia spoke, and giggled she teasingly ran a finger in-between Melinda's buttocks along the fabric of her thong before she moved away and kneeled on the floor.

there she started to massage each foot in turn around the toe mounds and along the inner arch to the heel and back, taking her time, at times pressing firmly, other times lightly sensually. She moved onto the ankles, and then the calf s, and finally the back of the thighs, almost 45 minutes having past as Sophia pressed and rubbed, massaging deep into those tense muscle.....

As she finished the back, she gently patted Melinda's bum cheek....

"There you are, all done unless you want to turn over onto your back?" Sophia's voice was softly spoken, but like a female teacher, it had a cold commanding side, making the request almost come across as a command, an order.
 
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Melinda began to roll, the words telling her to roll over, not thinking about what she was doing, just following the command.

Her body felt so relaxed, she would do anything to remain in this state.
 
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Sophia still knelt as she watched Melinda turn over onto her back, her lright foot almost kicking her if she had not moved aside.

But she saw Melinda in her natural beauty, and she was; in her younger eyes sexy. Her legs were long from her angle as they reached her torso, her hips perfectly fuller than her waist. And her breasts,like her own toned. She couldn't see an obvious six pack, but yet her abdomen looked firm.

She wanted to kiss her thigh, her toes there and then.

Sophia poured oil into her hands and started to rub her feet, and ankles from the front, hearing little moans of pleasure from Mel's lips as she moved upwards, slowly to her thighs.

Her hands refreshed with more oil, she started to massage her right and then her left thigh, the gusset barely covering Melinda's labia as she tried to focus on the job in hand. But as she massaged the thighs, she touched Melinda's crutch, at times it was accidental, but as Melinda didn't seem to object, to comment, Sophia became a tad more daring. But she could feel the toned muscles, the muscles that come with years of regular exercise be it running, cycling or even possibly dancing she thought to herself.

"YOu have lovely toned legs Mel.... - Do you mind if I call you Mel?"

As Sophia's face got closer to he crutch, she could see a feint yet distinct camel toe as the gusset struggled to cover her labia.

Melinda shivered as Sophia poured oil onto her abdomen, collecting in her navel as Sophia started to spread the oil, feeling her muscular form.

Sophia continued for a few more minutes, but she fought the temptation to caress her breasts, hat would be too sexual.

Instead she leaned in, and planted a solitary kiss at the base of her neck, at that erogenous zone from her own experience that most men ignored.

"Have i missed anywhere Melinda?" As Sophia spoke, she glanced back at those rather kissable breasts, and the hidden desire.
 
Melinda was lost in the relaxation she felt. Sophia's hands working each and every piece of tension from her.

The leg massage felt good the occassional rub of her crotch was tolerated, and occassionally enjoyed. The massage was doing more than just relax Melinda.

As Sophia worked higher, she sensed a moist feeling between her legs assuning some oil had drizzled on her thong. Her breathing was slow and laboured as she fought the arousal she felt. Sophia's hands finding all the spots. Was it intentional?

Warm, wet lips pressed to her neck making her gasp with the sexual tension it caused.
"Have I missed anywhere?" the comment seemed innocent as it snapped Melinda back to reality. She longered to satisy the craving insdie, a sensation she had only really experienced with Mike. She wanted to be fucked.

Had Sophia done this intentionally? Melinda took a deep long breath, "You haven't missed anywhere," she whispered, still in a high state of sexual arousal, yet in a calm relaxed state of mind.

She needed to go back to her room. "Thank you Sophia, that was amazing... I'll pop in again next time i need some relief," she said sincerely, before taking the towel rom the bed and wrapping herself in it to leave.
 
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Sophia smiles as Melinda started to steel her towel.

" Are you sure I dint miss a spot? Teasingly. Sophia had done enough massages to know how arousing they are.

"Should I wake you for our run? Say 7 oclock?"
 
Melinda smiled, "no spots missed... 7 sounds good," she replied before disappearing to her room.

In the confines of her nedroom she soon realised it wasn't oil that had moisy=tened between her legs. She had never found a woman sexually appealing and was astounded at how aroused she had become during the massage.

She slipped into the shower, letting the warm water wash off the excess oil, it only took a few minutes for her to bring herself to a tremendous orgasm, her legs had felt weak as she climaxed. She couldn't recall the last time she had cum that hard.

Not bothering to dress after showering she crawled into bed, relaxed and satisfied, within minutes she was fast asleep.
 
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Sophia knocked on Melinda's door " ten to seven sleepy head see you in the kichen"

SOPHIA AND ADRIAN were waiting for her.

Adrian in loose shorts and an olive green tshirt, Sophia in 3/4 capris and a racerback top.
 
Melinda arrived in the kitchen ready and raring to go, dressed in the same turquoise sports bra, white tshirt and black leggings from the night before.

Still feeling the effects of last nights massage she is ready for a good run to get the blood flowing again and wake her up for the day ahead. The run certainly woke her up, the pace was incredible just the challenge she needed, although she knew she was going to have to improve her fitness as they appeared to be breaking her in.

After a shower, Melinda headed off for the day, Studying hard yet her thoughts kept returning to the massage. Slightly distracted for the day she works late at the library then heads home a little later, missing the traffic and enjoying the journey for the first time.

Over the weekend her thoughts continue to return to the massage, her relief coming from Mike as they enjoy several intimate encounters although none matching the orgasm she had following Sophia’s massage.

Checking her emails on Sunday evening reveals a tutorial booked in for Monday, one which no one had thought to tell her about. On Monday morning she swiftly booked leave from her job, and jumped on a train, unfortunately Mike needed the car on Monday so it was public transport for her.

She found the train journey pleasant, only having to change once. The journey was far easier than she had imagined and soon she was sitting in her tutorial discussing progress and next steps.

She arrived at the house calling out, as she knew she wouldn’t be expected.
 
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Sophia was met at work by Tom, a fellow student a year above Sophia. They courted for a while but realised very quickly, whilst very compatable in the bedroom, they argued constantly over sily things.

And so they elected to become 'friends with benefits'. Tom wax tall at just over six foot, and broad, a rugby player. He also had a uniform fetish, including Sophia's Waitrose attire. He walked her home, and within the park bounderies, they were making up for their abstinenace.

Adrian wss away, so as they reached 12 BG, they started their undressing in the hall way, leaving a pile of clothes up the stairs, including Sophia's sodden thong, and her matching silk bra. The door to Sophia's room was more than ajar.

Tom was restrsined, ss Sophia rode him reverse cowgirl, teasing him with one of the riding crops Melinda saw.

"Don't cum yet you bastard"

She was riding him as the crop was used to caress him.

"I'm gonna cum you bitch"

Tom' s body froze momentarily before he came, flooding Sophia's cunt with his seed. As she felt his cum, she too csme as she held onto the footboard, ferling her cunt being stretched and flooded......

Ten minues later, it was whilst they retrieved their clothing that Sophia realised Melinda was now home.
 
Melinda had smiled as she had seen the clothes on the floor, rememebring back to the days when sex had been so lustful. She made her way up the stairs quietly, not anting to disturb events.

Her eyes widened as she saw Sophie riding a strange guy, on his back tied to the bed, the same bed she had been massaged on. She hadn't seen much else but the screams of pleasure erupting from Sophia told her it must have been good.

She sat in her room trying to do some reading finding it impossible to concentate. The riding whip, the restrainst, not things she expected Sophia to be using in the bedroom.
 
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By around 1930, the house became quiet as Tom left, literaaly knackered.

Sophia finaly showered, and with just a baggy vest top, she headed downstairs to make an ommelete, and to feed the washing machine.

Her ommelette made, she went to watch the 8 pm headlines o the BBC news cannel.
 
Melinda struggled on as long as she could, finding it impossible to study. Mindful of Sophia's warning about going out alone at night to run, she headed downstairs to make a coffee. Hearing The TV on she called in asking if Sophia wanted a coffee as she walked into the kitchen.

She was confused and intrigued. She had enjoyed some pretty wild orgasams in her life, but none had compared to that which Sophia had just enjoyed. A little embaressed and feeling awkward about what she had witnessed, she took her coffee and one for Sophia to the lounge, pushing the door open she offered the drink.

"Anything exciting happening in the world?" she asked noding towards the news as she took a seat in the room after handing the drink to Sophia.
 
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"Anything exciting happening in the world?"

"Not really, and thanks for the Coffee" offered Sophia. She was sitting on her father's arm chair in the 'yoga' position. Her lose baggy black vest top barely covering her breasts, or her trimmed mound, hidden in the shadows if her top.

"Good day....? I wasn't expecting you back till tomorrow..... so sorry about earlier...." her voice was sincere but also slightly little consequence.

She looked at Melinda clearly something was on her mind but Sophia had no idea...

"You look troubled?"
 
Melinda was a little distracted, and not by the news. Her body felt a little tense, she wondered about a massage to help ease her tension, altough not sure about lying on the bed Sophia had just fucked in.

She tilted her neck, "I suppose a shoulder rub is out of the question?" she joked, expecting a outright no chance as a response.
 
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"I suppose a shoulder rub is out of the question?"

Sophia looked up at Melinda's slightly cheeky question.

"What is troubling you Melinda? Or should I stop being nosey?"

Sophia stood up, and placed her coffee down as she walked behind the sofa, and placed her hands on Melinda's shoulders and neck, giving her a deep massage, feeling the knots within.

She spent 9 or 10 minutes massaging, pressing deep into the muscle....

"Better?"
 
Surprised when Sophia stood and moved behind her, rubbing her shoulders through her green hoody. Melinda was dressed for comfort rather than looks. The rub felt good as she worked her shoulders, Melinda allowing the odd moan of appreciation to escape her lips.

As Sophia stopped she looked up, "Thank you, tat is a bit better," she said. After a short pause she revealed how good she had found the massage the other day, how it had really relaxed her and how she had been unable to stop thinking about it.

She sipped her coffee, not sure if sha had said too much.
 
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Sophia listened as Melinda spoke, occasionally responding with a nod or a glance depending what was being said.

Melinda seemed to be talking, wanting to talk and so Sophia refrained from interrupting, just being a listener to her house mate.

"So you cant stop thinking about it Melinda? was that your first massage then?"

Her eyes met Melinda's as Sophia turned the TV off before retrieving her coffee and taking a further sip or two.
 
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