Nice To SEE You

Madi's been dealing with this nagging sore shoulder that's been a total buzzkill. Enter her ride-or-die bestie Octavia Red, a pro massage therapist who swings by to work out the kinks. Lucky girl, right? Madi's never had a real massage before, so Octavia lays it out straight: strip down to nothing, babe, unless you want oil staining those cute clothes. Madi peels off everything and stretches out naked on the table, looking all smooth and irresistible. Octavia's pulse quickens at the sight—damn, her friend's body is fire—but she keeps it cool and pro, digging into that shoulder with skilled hands. True to form, Octavia doesn't half-ass it. She works every inch, from tense traps to lower back, sliding oil over skin like it's her canvas. Madi's eyes widen when those firm fingers edge toward her inner thighs and curves, brushing spots that make her squirm in the best way. 'Holy shit, that feels amazing,' she breathes, voice husky. The air thickens fast. Hands linger longer, breaths mix closer. Before you know it, their lips crash in a hungry kiss, unleashing all that pent-up spark. They dive into it—fingers exploring slick folds, tongues dancing wild, bodies grinding with that forbidden thrill of friends turning lovers. Octavia's mouth trails hot kisses down Madi's neck while she teases her clit just right, building her up till she's arching and moaning. Madi flips the script, pinning Octavia down for some payback, lapping at her wetness like she's starved. They ride the wave together, scissoring hard, fingers plunging deep, cumming in a sweaty, breathless tangle that seals their new level of naughty.