Date: Fri, 01 Apr 2022 21:30:21 +0000 From: Izayoi39 Subject: Coming of Age at the Onsen Part 5 Coming of Age at the Onsen, Part 5 (Colette's Massage) by Izayoi Disclaimer: This is a completely fictional story series set in Japan at an onsen ryokan, otherwise known as a hot spring resort. All places, characters, and settings are completely fictional and the author does not endorse any of the actions within outside the realm of imaginary fantasies. Note: As mentioned previously, while this part of the story can be read as an enjoyable standalone piece, if you would like to know a little more about the characters, their personalities, and backgrounds, please revisit the first two chapters (character intros, exposition) and also Miyuki's Massage (Part 3) which is probably the most detailed with regards to the current massage setting the girls are in. "Douzo Colette-chan, come in! I'm so glad I get to spend time with you tonight!" Ayaka Sajiki, Mrs. Watanabe's best friend at the inn, flashed a perfect glowing smile to the young French girl she'd been assigned to care for. "Thank you Miss Sajiki. Please treat me kindly." Colette spoke and bowed to the older lady standing before her in a most demure and "Japanese" fashion. It was apparent that this girl was quick when it came to adopting the customs of her new home. "Ara? There's no need to call me Sajiki-san here at the inn! I want us all to become good friends so please call me Ayaka, OK?" "Jaa, Ayaka-san" The faintest smile spread across the young French girl's face as she followed the masseuse towards the massage table in the center of the ornate, serene-looking treatment room. Tonight Ayaka was dressed in a customary pure-white salon attendant's uniform. Her skirt went down to her knees and her short sleeved white top was pressed and proper, looking much like the uniform worn by most Japanese nurses. Her hair was also done up in a small bun that would make it much easier to do her job tonight. Doing a quick once over of the young European import before her, Ayaka found herself immediately smitten with the young Colette. Her long, damp, chestnut-colored hair looked absolutely radiant at the moment, reaching down all the way to the small of her back. Her adorable, tiny nose and blue eyes (such a rare sight in Japan) helped to frame a beautiful smile that Ayaka hoped to tease out of her many times tonight. Pair her cute appearance with a light completion and doll-like 4'2 frame, and Ayaka found herself resisting the urge to try and snuggle up with the young girl as she would a cute plushie. "Colette we're about to begin, would you mind taking off your robe?" "OK, Ayaka-san" With a shy, downward glance, Colette undid the loose knot around her waist and slipped out of her soft pink robe. The girl was wearing nothing underneath save for a pair of white cotton panties covering her most private of places. As she reached out to take the girl's robe, Ayaka did a once over of the young girl, drinking in the cute shape of her tiny brown nipples, slender legs and abdomen, and the daintiest pair of cute little feet. Ayaka couldn't help but notice just how shy the little 10 year old was. "It's no different than how I used to be at that age", she thought. "I used to hate going to the onsen with my family. In fact I could barely glance my own mother's way when we were both undressed. But things have obviously changed now and ever since we started offering those "special services" of ours here at the inn I hardly think I could consider myself "shy" anymore." She smiled to herself as she thought about the shy, young Ayaka who had grown up to be the "old hand" amongst the masseuses here at Sakura Paradise. "I have to get her extra comfortable tonight if we're going to truly enjoy each other's company..." She thought. Hanging up the robe on the hooks along the far wall, she silently sneaked up behind the young Colette who was presently mesmerized, staring at the small fountain in the corner of the room. With one quick motion she reached down and scooped up the girl with two arms, causing a small squeal to escape her victim's lips. "Up we go! Let's get started!" Ayaka's easy smile was soon matched by Colette's own as she lay cradled in the older woman's arms. "Ayaka-san, you surprised me!" "Well you were taking toooo loooong Colette-chan!" Ayaka faux-pouted at her. "No I wasn't! The table was just too tall!" The girl laughed in playful protest. Ayaka lay the girl down on the massage table, brushed the long wayward strands of hair from her chest and arms then reached for the dropper of warm massage oil to her left. "Today I'm going to start with your tummy Colette. I hope you're not ticklish!" She moved the dropper over the girl's tiny belly button. "I'm not tickl-oh!" Colette's gasp of surprise cut off her retort as the warm oil began to drip onto her abdomen. Her hands darted to cover her belly and her little toes curled as she struggled to keep her composure. "Now, now be honest Colette!" Ayaka tsked playfully and used her own hands to push away those which were blocking her path, landing gently on the little girl's stomach. "I'm going to start now, so just close your eyes and relax, OK?" "Hai~" The girl replied shyly but obediently and Ayaka felt the little one's body relax and soften. She began her massage by gently running her hands up and down Colette's stomach and chest, moving with long, graceful strokes, working the oil into the 10 year old's supple skin. Ayaka loved the feeling of massaging her young charges, their flexible, pliant bodies offered but the slightest resistance and made her work something akin to an effortless dream. No need to work out the knots and tight muscles that came with age, just the feeling of soft baby-like skin beneath her palms. She continued to thoroughly massage the young girl's front, running her open palms over both her stomach and chest. Ayaka noticed the slightest bit of twisting and turning from Colette as she repeatedly circled the young girl's sensitive nipples with her hands. Slowly the little brown buds, no bigger than a copper one-yen coin, began to rise from the flat surface of her chest, standing to attention, an acknowledgement of the pleasurable new sensations they were experiencing. Feeling that it was time to change things up, she took her hands off the girl's chest, reaching now for her left arm, taking the tiny palm into her own hands and starting to work her way up centimeter by centimeter to the girl's upper arm. Noticing this change in the flow, Colette drowsily opened her eyes, casting a vague glance toward the older woman. Ayaka could almost sense a bit of wistfulness in her gaze. Did she miss the touch of Ayaka's fingers on her delicate chest, perhaps? "Colette, I forgot to mention it earlier, but I am so impressed by your Japanese! Have you been in Japan for a long time, since Kindergarten perhaps?" Ayaka began to strike up a bit of a conversation as she worked the tiny muscles in the girl's arm. "No Ayaka-san, I came here two years ago." "Only two years!? Sugoi! I can barely tell you are a foreigner!" "I am still learning. I don't do very well on our tests at school. Writing is very hard. But Miyuki, Airi, and Sarah always help me." "Well you're almost perfect! I wish I spoke another language as beautifully as you! I studied English in school for six years but can barely remember "Hello, how are you?". I wish I could speak French, I think it's such a romantic language." "Romantic?" Colette inquired shyly. Ayaka doubted the young girl had reflected on her own language in such a way before. "Well when those handsome French men say all those romantic things in old movies, sometimes I wish they were saying them to me!" She replied. "Even though I can't understand them..." "That's silly!" Colette giggled at the masseuse's admission. "I think those movies are boring. I like Japanese anime! The characters are so cute and magical girl shows are fun to watch!" "Well maybe you'll understand when you become an old woman like me." Ayaka laughed and moved around the table to the girl's other arm. "But Ayaka-san you don't look old. How old are you?" "You're very kind Colette, but an old lady like me can never reveal her secrets. In fact I celebrated my 29th birthday for the 7th time just last week!" Colette look puzzled for a moment, but then her face showed a hint of sudden understanding and she began to laugh. "You're funny Ayaka-san!" "Thank you Colette, I still hope to become a comedian someday!" Ayaka smiled and laid down Colette other arm, the pair of them now devoid of any lingering tension. Soaking her hands once more in oil, she placed them on the girl's slender thighs and slowly slid them downwards. "Well now I'm going to relax these cute little feet of yours Colette. I hope they're less ticklish than your tummy!" Hands sliding down to reach the tips of the girl's toes, she slowly wrapped her hands around the girl's feet, thumbs coming to rest in the curves of her arches. A fit of giggles and a slight kick were signs that Colette was most definitely ticklish. "Ayaka-san no feet please! I'm really ticklish." "I can't do that Colette-chan. Your mother paid for the full course, you don't want me to lose my job do you?" Ayaka pouted shamelessly while maintaining the most mischievous expression. "Aya-haha-ka-san, ha ha, sto-ppit!" Beset by giggles, Colette kicked her feet about in futile protest as Ayaka kept a firm grasp on them and continued to work her thumbs firmly into the girl's soles. "Hold tight Colette! I just need a few minutes here!" Ayaka adopted a look of mock seriousness, averting her gaze from the young girl's eyes and seeming to focus solely on her playful tormenting of the little girl. The few moments of ticklish torture that followed were quite similar as Colette kicked, giggled, squealed and squirmed all while Ayaka deliberately provoked the girl with a series of swipes and rubs devised to provoke the maximum ticklish response from her victim, only granting the elementary schooler brief respites where she focused on a single little toe every now and then. Colette for her part didn't seem too aggravated by the one-sided assault. She fought and failed but seemed to enjoy the moment to let loose with this new friend she'd made, laughing louder than she'd ever have the courage to around her parents, friends, and classmates. But as fun as it was, everyone does have their limit with such things, especially someone as tiny and seemingly sensitive as Colette was. In the midst of her playful escape attempts suddenly her voice developed slight more panicked edge. "Hahaha, Ayaka-san! Stop! Haha. Please!" "Just one more minute Colette!" "No, if you don't stop, haha, I'm going to leak!" This time Colette sounded a tad bit serious. Stopping her massage torture for a moment, Ayaka looked up in mock surprise. "Oh no! Colette-chan is going to wet herself? How embarrassing! Well, I'll stop if you make me a promise." Once more she slid her hands across the girl's overly sensitive feet. "OK! OK! I promise!" Colette seemed quite eager to agree. "But you don't even know what it is!" "What is it?" Colette enquired desperately. "I want you to call me just "Ayaka" from now on. Now that we're friends, "Ayaka-san" makes me feel old too!" "OK, Ayaka-saAHH!" The tickle attack resumed. "But you just promised!" Ayaka said, sounding disappointed, but with quite the opposite expression on her face. "OK! HAHA, OK! Ayaka! Ayaka! Stop please! I can't hold it!" Colette voice left little room for doubt. Finally relenting, Ayaka stood up and looked down smiling on her flushed, nearly hyperventilating new friend. "Thank you Colette! I'm so happy we're friends now!" The mix of genuine joy and mischievousness in her expression was quite the sight to behold. As Colette tried to catch her breath, she barely managed to eke out a whispered "me too" in Japanese. Never one to give up on a bit of teasing, Ayaka again adopted that well-practiced voice of faux concern. "But are you really, OK? You said you were about to leak! Wait! Is that a wet spot on your panties?!" Ayaka was of course not going to let a lack of evidence dissuade her from finishing her act. "No! I didn't let any out! I just said I was ABOUT to leak!" Colette was firm in her denial, her voice seemingly scared to admit something so embarrassing. "Are you sure? It looks a little wet. I hope we don't have to change you!" "It's not! I promise!" "Just let me check." Ayaka quickly begin to move up the left side of the table. "Chec-ah?!" Colette squealed again, this time as Ayaka's fingers came to rest atop her panties, separated from Colette's precious feminine treasures by only a flimsy scrap of cloth. Ayaka gently stroked her fingers up and down, relishing the girl's cute embarrassment and enjoying her brief exploration of the girl's childish sex through her underwear. Colette had quieted down and now wore a distant and slightly embarrassed expression as Ayaka "checked" for leaks. Choosing to torment the girl no more, Ayaka removed her fingers and smiled toward Colette. "My mistake! It looks like you're all dry Colette. Now it's time to do your back, so roll over!" Colette, still a bit red-cheeked, quickly flipped onto her backside. Ayaka once again took a full dropper of oil from the side table and set to work once more. The next 10 minutes passed quickly as Ayaka skillfully worked her hands over the young girl's shoulder blades, back muscles, and legs. As she worked, the two of them made small talk, Ayaka enquiring about the girl's school life and Colette eventually working up the courage to ask if Ayaka was married. "Well Colette, I've thought about it before, but I'm really busy with this fun job here at the inn. Ms. Watanabe and I have been friends for 18 years. She invited me to work here when I graduated high school." "Really?" "Yeah, I always thought working at an onsen ryokan (hot spring resort) was like a dream come true. I love dressing up in pretty Japanese clothes and the baths after work are amazing! Plus I get to spend time with cute girls like you." Colette offered her a shy smile as Ayaka continue to massage and stroke Colette's shoulders and upper arms. "But maybe you could introduce me to one of those attractive French guys sometime. Do you know any?" Colette tittered, amused by her friend's playful, mischevious banter. "Well all my friends live in Japan now, but if I ever go back to France I'll try to help you out,'' she offered. "It's a promise!" As Ayaka was talking she had slowly worked her hands down the girl's back, and now, seizing the light hearted moment as a distraction, she turned towards the girl's lower body and slid her hands quickly under Colette's underwear. With each hand she gripped one of the girl's cute, firm buns and began to knead them like dough. Colette's reaction was immediate. Another squeal and then she clenched her buttocks with surprising strength, squirming to escape yet another ticklish assault of her sensitive places. "Ayaka! That's ticklish too!" "You know what happens when you break your promises, right!?" Ayaka continued her playful assault, kneading the cute buns like warm pieces of dough. "OK, OK! I'll definitely help you find a French guy!" Her cute little rear felt like a freshly caught fish in Ayaka's hands, Colette seemed to be moments from slipping through her grasp and sliding straight off the table. "Well...if you promise..." Ayaka easing up, acting satisfied. Returning to the girl's upper half, she began to work the girl's lower back, making her way up centimeter by centimeter until she returned to the nape of her neck, working those small muscles that were tender but felt soooo satisfying when massaged by a skilled hand. Colette feeling like she had dodged yet another crisis, had let herself relax once more, eyes returning to a half-lidded state and a satisfied, relaxed expression on her young, angelic face. Ayaka was pleased by how adaptable the shy girl had been to her teasing and friendly overtures. Her passive nature fit right in to Japan's more reserved society, but it seemed like the girl had a playful streak in her as well. Having just about finished up the girl's full body workover, Ayaka felt like it was just about time to get a bit more "personal" with the young one. If things went right, she'd get a chance to be her much more intimate friend her in just a few moments. Finally stopping her ministrations, she spoke to Collette softly while grabbing her underarms, helping the girl on to her knees. "We're almost done Colette. Are you enjoying it?" "Yes, it feels very good Ayaka-s-" Ayaka flashed a teasing glance, hand reaching for the girl's belly. "Ayaka!" "Hearing that makes me so happy!" Ayaka's sweet voice perfectly glossed over her impish actions. Once again she gently picked up the girl and set her on the end of the table facing the door. This time she was pleased to see that Colette showed nary a reaction to the sudden move. "Now Colette, it's time to start the last part of the spa treatment for today." Ayaka spoke gently but firmly as she looked up at the clock, confirming the time. "Why don't you sit here and close your eyes while I get a few things ready? I really think you'll like this." "Okay Ayaka" Ayaka was glad to hear the girl's trusting tone. While Colette sat on the edge of the table, eyes closed, peacefully swinging her legs back and forth, Ayaka made her way to the back of the room to the chair along the far wall under a framed picture of Mt. Fuji in the springtime. With a few deft motions she slipped off her sandals and uniform. Taking a few more seconds to reach behind her back, she undid her white bra, leaving her in only a pair of modest yet tight-fitting white cotton underpants. Putting her clothes on the chair, she turned back towards the waiting youngster, padding barefoot towards the massage table and using the step stool beside it to climb up deftly after dipping her hands once more in the warm massage oil. Sliding up behind the young girl, her own underpants already growing damp from the residual oil on the table, she reached her arms around the young girl, embracing her in one swift motion. "Caught you!" "Akaya!" Once more Colette was overwhelmed by another surprise, nearly jumping out of her skin as the older woman held her in a gentle, motherly, and somewhat oily embrace. "Ayaka, where are your clothes!?" Colette looked up over her shoulder towards the smiling lady hugging her from behind. While she couldn't see behind her well, Ayaka's bare legs which were now straddling Colette and the feel of the older lady's slim but firm B-cup sized breasts on the 10-year old's back were evidence enough to Colette of her new friend's state of dress. "Well Colette, I decided it was time for some "skinship"!" Ayaka replied, referencing a well known Japanese catchphrase for the bonding that often occurs between family members and friends when sharing a bath. Most surely the phrase rarely carried a sexual connotation, so Ayaka knew that she was taking some liberties with the definition given what she had in mind. "Skinship?" "You know, like when your mother washes your back and hair in the shower." "But my mom doesn't do that." Colette responded matter-of-factly. Ayaka suddenly felt a bit silly. So natural was the concept to her that she had forgotten the cultural differences that existed between the French and Japanese. But now it was time to adapt and she still needed to sell the idea to the young girl. "Well things are a bit different in France, aren't they? I know, how about I teach you how Japanese people enjoy skinship then? I promise it'll be great. Haven't you enjoyed everything so far?" "Well...sometimes it felt really good, but you like to tickle me Ayaka, that's mean!" "It's only a little teasing!" Ayaka had already begun to work the girl's shoulders as she bargained with her. "How about I promise this time? I won't do anything "strange" or "new" before I ask you?" "Well, OK" It looked like Colette was willing to take the promise at face value. Of course Ayaka intended to keep it, but she already had a few ideas in mind for how to bend the rules. "Alright Colette, let's enjoy some skinship! Here, lay back on my chest. My "pillows" are a bit small, but I think they're still comfortable!" She eased the young girl backwards, situating Colette's tiny bottom between her thighs and easing back her head until it was snuggled nicely on top of her soft breasts. "Just relax Colette, you'll really like this." With those last words of reassurance Ayaka begin to work on the young girl once more, rubbing down her arms, neck, and temples. As the minutes passed, Colette became more and more relaxed, Ayaka's touches often prompting gentle sighs as she continued to relax the girl. Mrs. Watanabe preferred that her staff didn't insert themselves too "physically" into the guests private session to start, but Ayaka was adamant that "skinship" was a legitimate and effective part of her job. She loved getting close and comfortable with the younger girls, and she felt that it was the key to reaching that final "objective", all while keeping the clients she worked with feeling calm and protected with her warm embrace. Already the process seemed to be working effectively and Colette appeared fully relaxed while resting her head against Ayaka's chest. Deciding that it was safe to take the next step, Ayaka removed her hands from the girl's temples and placed them onto her chest. Slowly, she began to rub in big gentle circles, allowing Colette to feel relaxed and at ease. But as time passed she narrowed her focus, strengthening her touch and keying in once more on those tiny nipples standing proud as two tiny peaks on her tiny, flat chest. The focus on the girl's chest provoked a subtle reaction from the young Colette, her sighs became a bit louder and Ayaka could almost feel the girl straining forward as her skilled fingers danced around those tiny nipples with a skilled touch. "Does this feel good Colette?" "Yeah..." The girl was in a dreamy state as she experienced those new, intimate touches. "Girls really enjoy being touched here, it helps them feel good. Are you relaxed Colette?" "It feels like I'm floating Ayaka..." Ayaka smiled at the girl's honesty. She continued to focus on her chest, now beginning to squeeze and gently pinch those tiny peaks, eliciting gasps and little squeaks from the little girl. "You really like that, don't you Colette? Just wait until they get bigger, you'll like it even more!" "Will mine get as big as yours?" Colette inquired curiously, a sudden moment of clarity in a pleasurable haze. "Well Colette, if those beautiful French girls I see in magazines are any indication, I think yours might get much bigger than mine." She punctuated her words of encouragement by gently pinching the girl's nipples between her middle and ring fingers. Colette jumped ever so slightly as yet another burst of new and unexpected pleasure washed over her. "This girl really seems to be going along with everything so well. Now I wonder if I can get her to ask for the last step herself?" Ayaka thought as she considered her next move. Deciding that it was time to take the chance, she stopped her stimulation of the young girl's immature chest, looking down to meet the girl's disappointed gaze. "Colette, now it's time to do your thighs, OK? I skipped them before because I thought they might be too ticklish but surely it can't be worse than your feet and tummy, right? I'll be gentle." She looked at her reassuringly. "OK Ayaka, I'll try not to laugh." Colette smiled but her playful tone seemed to indicate that even she had no faith in herself when it came to resisting the big tickle monster seated behind her. "Well let's spread your legs a bit. Here, rest them on my legs." Ayaka reached for the controls at the table side, raising the top of the table to support her back and allowing her to work unfettered with her legs extended down the length of the table. She used her own feet to hook the girl's skinny legs over hers and then used her hands to slide them up her thighs, little feet hanging off the table on both sides. Now Colette's legs were spread wide, giving Ayaka easy access and a tantalizing view of the girl's puffy, slightly raised nether regions covered by the thinnest of barriers. Reaching down to begin her work, Ayaka placed her warm, oil-slicked hands on the girl's inner thighs. Despite assurances, this move was greeted with a giggle and a quick effort by Colette to close her legs, one which Ayaka fought with her own protest. "Ara? Colette-chaan? You promised, ne?" Ayaka looked down playfully but sharply at the young girl she was cradling in her arms. Colette looked back at her with a barely suppressed fit of giggles hiding behind her amused eyes and playful smile. "OK, it's a promise." "Good." Ayaka said with a self-satisfied harrumph. "Now I can get to work." She began gently, wrapping her hands around the girl's inner thighs, rubbing up and down, hands sliding from just above Colette's knees to mere centimeters from her groin. Colette seemed to relax, settling into a groove again, enjoying the touches she was getting. "It's important to relax these muscles too Colette, it'll help you be more flexible." Ayaka encouraged her gently. "Hmmm" The girl seemed to be drifting in an ocean. Now, Ayaka moved to tease the girl a bit, instead of gripping her tiny thighs, she instead began to massage her by rubbing the tips of her fingers up and down her soft, youthful skin, an action sure to produce a stronger reaction from the girl. Surely enough the girl began to gasp and shake a bit, Colette was seemingly trying hard to keep her promise not to give in to laughter and ticklishness as Ayaka continued her work. Ayaka massaged the girl tenderly, and as time passed, she slowly tried to make things a bit more intimate. Snuggling her head up next to Colette's, she worked her fingers higher and higher up the girl's thighs. Colette responded to the rising tension and sensation with quicker breaths, longer sighs, and a slight flushing of her serene, adorable face. Ayaka could only smile at the girl's innocent cluelessness about what was happening to her own body. Finally, Ayaka settled on moving in for the kill. Her ministrations had moved her fingers ever closer to Colette's most tender spot, and she began to use her fingers to stroke the fine, sinewy muscles of the girl's groin, working her hands over the tiny bumps and ridges. Colette at this point seemed to be in a daze, nearly overcome by the new sensations she was feeling but unsure of how to react. She continued her cute mewling and gentle rocking beneath Ayaka's fingers. Ayaka then reach the final boundary, the loosely elastic edges of the girl's thin cotton panties. With her tips of her index fingers she pushed them up ever, ever so slightly, wedging her fingers in the small crevice created on both sides. She started to gently slide her fingers up and down, already far into the young girl's underdeveloped but sensitive erogenous zones, tantalizing and titillating the young French girl in ways she had never felt before. Caught up in the heat of the moment, the sexiness of their present positions, and the cute, rapid breathing of the girl she held between her supple breasts, Ayaka had to fight the urge to listen to her other "brain" hidden somewhere in her own rapidly moistening panties and try not to get carried away by the moment. She was going to make Colette ask for it, even if the little girl wasn't exactly sure what she wanted yet. "Do you like when I do this Colette?" Ayaka punctuated her question by stroking the distant edges of the girl's netherlips even faster in a smooth up and down rhythm. The rapid strokes produced another gasp, a telling, aching thrust of the girl's little pelvis and finally a most honest admission. "It's really good, Ayaka." "How do you feel?" Ayaka continued her line of question. Breathing shallowly and at a quick pace, Colette managed an answer: "I feel warm and...tingly." "Tingly? Where?" Ayaka tried to sound genuinely curious. Now the girl's bashfulness returned a bit. "I'm not sure Ayaka, I think down...there." Colette kept her eyes fixed firmly away from Ayaka's gaze. Ayaka smiled. Now things were getting good. She just needed the girl to realize what it is she really wanted for herself. ""Down there", Colette? Hm...do you mean here?" With those clipped, enunciated words, she stopped her stroking and rested the fingers of her right hand firmly atop the center of those cotton panties. This time Ayaka didn't just feel the impression of the girl's little vagina beneath her fingers, but also a sensation of warmth and slight dampness. Not hearing an answer, she began tapping impatiently on the girl's covered slit, likely setting off a whole slew of pleasurable reactions from the girl. "Here, Colette?" Ayaka asked doggedly, determined to have her answer. Finally the urging seemed to be enough and the girl admitted it shyly: "Yes..." Smiling, Ayaka made the most of the implicit permission she had just received to move things along. "Well maybe we need to do this spot too Colette. Do you want me to massage you here? Do you want to see what it feels like?" After what seems like an eternity, Ayaka heard the smallest voice of assent. "Yes." Needing no further confirmation, Ayaka dived straight forward into her final objective of the evening. Slipping her right hand below the little girl's panties, her slick fingers came to rest on the girl's tiny, damp labia. Ignoring Colette's long, aching sigh, Ayaka did some scouting, stretching out her fingers to feel the definition of the girl's two puffy lips, her now slick little slit, and finally the little button near the top, that tiny bit of flesh that evoked the biggest jump as Ayaka rubbed in its vicinity. "This little bit is called your clitoris Colette. I think many girls say it's their favorite place to have massaged." For a few seconds she focused on gently and deliberately stimulating that tiny bead, watching the young girl writhe and curl her toes right in front of her. Ayaka loved knowing that she could cause such wonderful reactions in her guests. Just the thought that she was able to make a young child turn to putty at the feel of her touch had her so turned on that she was certain that oil was no longer the main culprit behind the wetness in her own panties. Taking her finger off the little love button, Ayaka next placed her hands on Colette's stomach, sliding them down into the girl's panties once more. Again she began to use her fingertips, this time to masturbate the girl's still child-like labia directly, taking care to slowly work the girl's panties down her legs. Colette's panting and squirming combined with Ayaka's quick and teasing strokes caused the girl's panties to slowly separate themselves from the girl's waist and crotch, coming to rest a few inches down her thighs. Her vagina now fully exposed, Ayaka could now both see and feel the slick and puffy little treasure she had been slowly trying to unlock. Colette seemed intoxicated by the pleasure she was feeling at this point, panting and ever so slightly thrusting her pelvis towards Ayaka's hands whenever they seemed to stray from the girl's most sensitive spots for even a second. Ayaka's fingers coming anywhere near the tiny cleft at the top of her little slit was enough to have Colette squirming this way and that, hoping to feel direct pressure on her little clit once more. "She's waited so long now, I suppose I really should give her what her body is saying it wants." Ayaka thought. She knew she only had a brief amount of time left with the girl that evening and it wouldn't do to keep the other staff waiting. Pulling both of their legs inward, she hooked her hands around the little girl's panties and pulled them down the girl's legs as far as she could. "Colette-chan, would you kick those off for me?" The response was a flurry of activity, Colette sending that last offending piece of cloth to the floor by kicking the panties off her feet. Amused at the all too eager response, evidence of Colette's transformation from her earlier shyness, Ayaka made the girl wait no longer and once more spread out her legs to help her get her release. When Colette was spread-eagled and in position once more, the older masseuse placed her right index finger right atop the girl's small but stiffened little clitoris, rubbing it in gentle circles as she prompted the girl alongside her rapid pleasuring: "It's here, right Colette? Is this the best?" "Yesssss, it's really good!" She pleaded. "Well let's see what happens when I keep going!" Ayaka laughed playfully and started the final act. Upping the speed with which she was masturbating the young girl, she also brought her left hand in to help, fingers gentle stroking the girl from her perineum to the top of her vulva and back. The combination brought out Colette's most passionate, desperate response yet, a gasp escaped the young girl as she literally began shoving her little vagina as much as she could into the woman's rapidly spinning and stroking fingers. Colette's face was a mix of flushed excitement and concentration on her task as she sought to maximize her pleasure. As the brief moments leading up Colette's first orgasm passed like this, Ayaka begin to smile in anticipation. Colette had opened up to her so willing after she had broken the ice, and now as Ayaka begin to feel the first tale-tale twitches that would be the precursors to orgasm, she had no doubt the girl was close. But what left her incredibly turned on was the fact that the girl had no clue just what exactly was "coming". Ayaka was certain it would be her biggest surprise yet. It was precisely when Ayaka was finishing those last thoughts when the water finally crested over the dam and Colette's first orgasm was upon her. "Ah! Ayaka!" Her hands shot out to grasp the older woman's thighs. Her sharp cry was cut off by gasp of pleasure as her legs tried to squeeze shut despite Ayaka's best efforts. Colette's toes were curled, pointing straight down, while her face rose towards the ceiling, her little mouth letting out cute little moans that reflected the waves of pleasure coursing through her. Feeling the contractions begin, Ayaka slid her index finger into the valley of the girl's little slit. Enjoying the quick and light series of contractions around her finger she also admired the small amount of slick and milky girl cum that now coated her fingers, slowly leaking out onto the young girl's vaginal lips. As the young girl rode out her climax, Ayaka kissed her on the forehead, slowly stroking her silky brown hair as the girl panted, gasped for breath and slowly came down from her orgasmic peak that was nearly an hour in the making. Worried that perhaps Colette might feel a rush of embarrassment come over her again, Ayaka was relieved to instead see a look of contentment on the girl's face. "Perhaps she thinks this is just another regular surprise that Ayaka likes to tease her clients with?" Ayaka laughed to herself. Suddenly from the midst of that warm afterglow came a tiny voice: "Thank you, Ayaka-sa, I mean Ayaka!" Colette suddenly interrupted the woman's thoughts with a surprising exclamation. "Did you like it Colette?" "Yes! That felt amazing!" The girl seemed quite pleased by the wonderful conclusion. "So do you want to come back for more massages with me?" Ayaka was so surprised, Colette sounded like a different person! "Really? Please let's do it again!" "OK! But promise we'll stay friends if you want my "special service" again!" Colette smiled shyly in acknowledgement. For a few more seconds Ayaka continued to rock and pat the girl, right hand still gently stroking the girl's overly-sensitive, slick vagina. She glanced at her girlcum-covered fingers and marveled for the umpteenth time as to how even younger girls could create such copious amounts of lubrication when they were excited. A few moments later, Ayaka was still caught up in her own thoughts when luck planted another opportunity for mischief at her feet. Looking up, Colette's voice again disturbed Ayaka's internal musings. "Ayaka?" "Yes?" "Can I get up? I have to pee now." Ayaka's response with accompanied yet another teasing smile: "But aren't you tired Colette? Why don't we rest like this a bit more? You can hold it, right?" "But Ayaka, this time it's serious, I really might leak!" The girl's voice did sound a bit urgent this time, much like when Ayaka's tickling had pushed her to her limits. Ayaka should have known, it was such a normal human reaction after such a satisfying climax. Not to mention the girl had almost let it out earlier. "Well last time I was worried about your panties, but you took them off now. Why not go here?" "HERE!?" But this is the massage room!" "It's OK, we can wash it all off of course. That why we have a shower and drain in here." "But Ayaka! That's embarrassing!" "Well we both need a shower right? Plus Colette's already shown me ALL her private places. You pee in the shower sometimes, don't you?" Another shiver inducing rub of the girl's exposed little clitoris reinforced her point. "But..." "Come on Colette! Just do it naturally! Just relax!" Ayaka once again doubled down on her gentle post-orgasmic masturbating of the young girl, and now she used her left had to massage the girl's pubis, applying the slightest pressure on the girl's bladder. "Pee Colette! Hurry up! You'll feel better." "But, I said it's em-ah!" Colette's interjection was cut short by her own surprise at her sudden loss of control. At that exact same moment Ayaka felt a stream of warm liquid running across her right hand. "Good girl! Let it all out Colette!" Ayaka laughed in surprise and gently cupped her hand around the girl's vagina, letting the warm stream of urine pool in her hand and slowly drip down onto the table and Colette's thighs. Colette kept her head down, avoiding Ayaka's tender gaze, even as she seemed to be enjoying the warmth against her skin and the feeling of relief. "See how warm it is? Doesn't it feel good?" "Ayaka! This is embarrassing!!" The girl was red faced even as she was no longer resisting nature's call. After a good 10 seconds or so the stream slowed to a trickle and then tapered off entirely. "Are you sure that's all Colette? You were holding it for such a long time...." "That's all! I promise!" "Come on, one more big squeeze!" Ayaka spread the girl's legs even more, her fingers continuing to tease the girl's bladder and tiny urethra. Knowing how her own bladder often behaved after a good masturbation session, Ayaka was certain that girl had at least a little bit more to expose to her older friend. Perhaps determined not to tempt more of Ayaka's playful torment, Colette adopted a look of concentration, straining to empty herself completely. Ayaka's demands were quickly rewarded as one more crooked stream shot forth, followed by a sigh of relief from the 10 year old. "There! All done! Now it's time for us to clean up Colette." Picking up the now pee-drenched little girl, she set her down on the ground beside the room's portable shower head. Stripping off her own soaked underwear, giving Colette a full view of her womanly bush, she reached over and got the warm water flowing. "Come close to me Colette. Let's wash ourselves together OK" Wordlessly the young girl drew close and Ayaka begin to run the water over her small naked body. "Skinship really does make you closer, doesn't it Colette?" ********* Next is the final part of this stage in the series, Sara's massage. Thank you for reading, feel free to send feedback to izayoi39@mail.com