Her long shift part 1 of 2

Her long shift part 1 of 2
 
I am sitting at my computer, watching an episode of doctor who as Hali walks in. She just came out of the shower and is wearing a towel around her. She closes the door behind herself and walks behind my chair, towards the bed, rubbing my hair in the process. As she flops down on the bed and lays back, I reach my hand over and rub her thigh, asking," Hey there. Enjoy your shower?" She had just got off an exceedingly long shift and taken an extra-long shower to relax in the hot water. Hali nods and says," Yeah, I wish my place had water pressure like yours does."
 
Noticing how warm and soft her skin is, I continue rubbing her thigh and start using my fingers to massage her leg. Hali sighs peacefully and her leg muscles relax. After several minutes of one-handed massaging while watching the show, I realize that I am not really focused on either. I am not retaining what is happening in the show, and my massaging is spotty at best. I decided to put my computer to sleep and focus on massaging my sore best friend.
 
Hali and I met in high school but did not start hanging out until a couple of years after we graduated. We ran into each other at Walmart and decided to catch up. We very quickly became friends, but it was not until about a month later that we got close. She called me in the middle of the night, crying, saying she needed someone to talk to. I went over to her place and found out that she has deep depression and anxiety. She is never felt comfortable talking to anyone about it before, but she sensed something different with me.
 
So we became depression friends. I had a lot of problems bottled up too, so we would call each other up whenever we needed to talk or go out in the middle of the night to clear our heads. Over the course of almost 6 months, we exposed every one of our deepest fears, regrets, thoughts, etc. We soon realized that we had become inseparable. What started as hanging out only when in a dark mindset became us doing everything together.
 
I get up out of my chair and kneel on the bed, between her legs. I use both hands to continue massaging the leg I was working on before while asking about her workday. She vents about her boss and coworkers, and just as I start massaging the other leg, she starts telling me about a loud customer that got upset about nothing. She is halfway through her story when I finish massaging her second leg.
 
I ask her if I could undo her towel so I could get to her stomach. I have seen her naked lots of times, but it was always by her doing. She would be standing up, changing, or in the shower. She nods without stopping her story, but I notice a blushing on her cheeks and a slight grin infecting her talking lips. I reach up by her chin and undo the ball twist that is holding the towel closed. I pull the flaps apart and lay them on Hali's sides, exposing her bare body.
 
At 5 foot seven, and about ninety pounds, she is a good bit on the small and skinny side. Long brown hair to her upper back, blueish green eyes, and exceptionally light freckles on the cheeks. Her lips are soft looking and pink, with extraordinarily little in the way of wrinkles due to consent lip glossing. Her breasts are just small lumps on her chest with light pink nipples pointed out. Her figure curves nicely along her hips and down her legs. With me kneeling between them, her legs are open wide and fully expose her pussy. A smoothly shaven, puffy mound with a light pink slit in the middle and a small clit sticks subtly out.
 
I put my hands on her lower chest and start gently rubbing her stomach. Hali finishes her story as my thumbs start running around the edge of her belly button. She asks me how my visit to my grandparents went. I tell her about getting the usual lecture on finding a good career so as to support my family, to be money smart and save, etc. Hali giggles and talks about her similar experience with an aunt last month.
 
I reach the bottom of her stomach and start massaging her hips and pelvis. I soon ask her," Do you want me to go further in?" My question is answered with a faint nod and a grin. She continues about her aunt as she raises her knees and spreads them out, giving me more room to massage her mound. I put my hands on her inner thighs, then firmly rub up and down the smooth skin with my thumbs. Staying right next to, but not touching, her slit, I kneed at her flesh. Hali finishes her story after several minutes of her crotch being rubbed along.
 
Hali's hand reaches down to her slit and rubs a finger along it for a second. Her hand pulls away about a foot, then she rubs her fingers together, admiring the wetness. She sits up and playfully says," This is your fault", then her wet fingers rub along my lips. She smiles as I lick her juices off my lips and says," Do my back now please."
 
She pulls her legs from around me and flips around, sitting on her knees. She leans over and reaches over to my nightstand's bottom drawer. She pulls out a bottle of massaging oil that we use during the deeper massages we give each other. She hands it to me, then lays on her stomach and slides her legs under me, through my spread knees. I get myself comfortable, sitting on top of her thighs.
 
I put some oil on my hands, then put my hands around the back of her neck. As I start rubbing my thumbs in circles along her spinal line, Hali sighs happily and relaxes considerably. In a soft, gentle tone, Hali starts talking about the upcoming Comic Con we are going to. She says that she hopes to see a certain costume being worn by some attendees. Knowing that I'm not as versed in Anime as her, she explains the character's importance in the show and what he did in the latest season as my hands move to the midway point of her back.
 
Hali's voice trails off to a whisper, then quickly turns into groans of approval as I start giving her lower back a lot of attention. I spend over ten minutes massaging the small section of space, occasionally laughing at the weird sounds she is making in response to it. As my hands move down to her roundish butt cheeks, her sounds die down and she calmly lays there.
 
I rub my hands all around the soft hills of flesh, squeezing them several times in the process. My hands then run along the crack of her ass, spreading them some. Hali hums quietly and seems to relax even more. With her cheeks spread, I can see the puffy mound that is her pussy, and the deep line in the middle. I fight the urge to play with the wet lips, and instead get up off her legs and slide them apart. I kneel between them like before and start massaging the back of her legs.
 
Hali quietly sings "Hoist the Colors" from the third Pirates of the Caribbean movie as I move from ankle up to ass on the left leg, then the same on the right. As I reach her ass on the right side, I ask," What do you want to do now?" Rolling over, Hali asks," Can you massage my crotch more? It felt really good." I nod and put my hands on her very upper thighs, then use my thumbs to rub the flesh around her slit. Hali lays quietly with her eyes closed and a smile on her face.
 
After a couple of minutes, there is not any part of the crotch flesh I have not to detail massaged. Having never gotten this close to her pussy before, I am not sure how to proceed at this point. I lean forward and over her, leaving my face a few inches above hers. Hali opens her eyes and, grinning, leans up to kiss me. After several loving kisses, she leans back and says," Thank you for the massaging. I will have to pay you back sometime."
 
I lean back up, staying knelt between her legs as Hali sits up some, resting on her forearms. She looks herself over quickly before looking up at me, saying," Yaa know, you are the only person I am comfortable with seeing me naked. I don't even let my mom see me, and she birthed me, bathed me, all that stuff." I nod and say," Well, it is because I already know you more intimately than anyone else. Compared to let me know your mind, your thoughts fears…. Showing me your body is not that big of a thing."
 
Hali nods in agreement, and we stare at each other for a moment. Hali glances down, then asks," Aren't you a little uncomfortable with those shorts on?" I ask her what she means. She smirks while replying," Well, I am just assuming here, but I am guessing that you have a hard-on under them. I know you're sticking up the whole time we shower together, so I'm guessing that rubbing on my naked body would produce the same results." I shrug and say," I am ok. It's something that guys get used to after a while." Hali stands up on the bed, saying," Nope, I am not having you feel constricted. Take off your clothes and lay down. I will return the massage."
 
I pull off my t-shirt, then lay on my back and slide off my shorts and boxers. I toss them away, along with Hali's towel, then lay on my stomach where she was earlier. Hali grabs the oil from beside the bed, then kneels over me, sitting on my lower legs. I soon feel oily hands firmly rubbing along my left thigh. Hali starts talking about Comic Con again, and about stuff that she needs to finish her costume. Talking at 60 miles an hour, Hali takes her time on the massage, moving up and down the same thigh several times. She does the same thing on the other side before moving on to my back.
 
Hali takes at least an hour to massage my back, being sure to get every inch of it at least twice. I do not realize that she has put me to sleep until she pokes my cheek, telling me to roll over. She lifts her ass from me, and I flip over onto my back below her. Once I am on my back, Hali casually presses my hard dick forward, so it lays flat on my stomach, then sits on my hips. She sits with her pussy on top of the bottom of my dick, her lips hot-dogging my shaft. Hali puts more oil on her hands and gently puts her hands on my throat.
 
Hali starts firmly massaging my neck, being careful not to choke me. As her hands move down to my chest, Hali starts to subtly move her hips back and forth. Her pussy slides slowly up and down my shaft with no problems thanks to it being nice and wet. The feeling is amazing on my wanting dick. I buck my hips in unison timing with her, but opposite directions. This way, as she slides back, I slide up, making the motion double.
 
It takes me a minute to realize that Hali has stopped her massaging, and now has her eyes closed and is quietly moaning to the grinding. I put my hands on her hips, pressing her down on my dick more firmly, as I start bucking my hips faster. This brings Hali out of her trance, and she opens her eyes, looking down at me. She looks slightly embarrassed, but gives me an open lipped smile, her breathing becoming more like light panting.
 
With the facade of massaging broken, Hali puts her hands on my shoulders for support as she loses herself in grinding on my dick. Closing her eyes again, Hali freely let us out her moans and whimpers. After a couple minutes of this, I am reaching my breaking point. I shyly say," I'm almost at the point of no return." With strands of hair stuck to her face by sweat, Hali giggles and breathlessly says," I was wondering how long you were goanna last." Hali stops grinding on me and slides herself down to kneeling above my feet.