The warrior Ariana thrust her sword forward as she practiced her sword fighting skills in the forest clearing. Sweat glistened on her forehead, when she stopped to catch her breath. Suddenly, she saw a tall, well-built man in his early 50s enter the clearing.
"You must be the acclaimed warrior Ariana. I have heard a lot about you," the burly man said with a smile.
"Who are you?"
"I am Sean, from a village 200 miles away. I can help you become a greater warrior and train you to become invincible."
"Really?"
"Yes if you allow me to train you..."
Having been training for two years, Ariana had always wanted to defeat the local bandit gangs and bring peace to the region. She had already saved her village once from a bandit attack.
To begin, Sean suggested he would give her a massage with a special oil. He asked her to remove her clothes and lie down with two towels covering her lush breasts and her private parts. Ariana had never been almost naked in front of a man. She nervously tucked the towels tightly under her arms and butt so that they didn't dislodge. Sean entered her hut carrying a bowl of fragrant oil.
Looking at her long, white limbs, the thrust of her big breasts under the cloth and her naked body, he felt a surge of desire. Sitting down, he took her hand and began applying the oil slowly, his hands rhythmically moving in circles. Moving up her arms, he applied oil on her shoulders and chest. Ariana could feel a lethargy taking over her body. His hands moved to her stomach and navel and she gasped when he fingered her belly button.
His fingers glided over and kneaded her voluptuous hips. Her pussy and nipples seemed to tingle as he continued massaging her. He shifted lower and touched her feet. Beginning with her toes, he slowly moved upwards to her calf, knees and then her thighs. No man had ever touched her so intimately. His touch was arousing strange pricks of pleasure all over her body.
He moved up and again rubbed oil on her chest. Then, he shockingly thrust his hand under the towel covering her upper half and touched her right breast. A gasp escaped her as he squeezed her breast once. She grabbed his hand.
"What... what are you doing?"
"Don't worry we need to loosen your muscles here too to help you lift heavier swords..." he said as he thrust his other hand under the cloth and squeezed her left breast.
He peeled away the towel, and looked at her milky-white swollen globes. Ariana quickly covered them with her hands. Tugging her wrists away, he pinned them above her head, making her breasts thrust out further. "There's nothing to fear," he said. Her plump breasts rose and fell in agitation and her nipples tingled as his eyes seemed riveted on them. No man had ever seen her breasts.
Suddenly, he cupped both her breasts with his palms and squeezed them, making her gasp.
"No, mister what are you doing?" She tried to tug his hands away from her body.
Her breasts seemed to swell in his rough palms. Strange sensations zinged through her body. As he massaged her breasts, her pussy seemed to pulse and throb. Suddenly he rubbed his thumbs on her nipples and she gasped with pleasure.
"You enjoyed that... didn't you?"