Author's Note: Hey guys. This pairing has been requested heavily since I started the story and across my many Modern Family escapades, I have never actually written them together. It should be quite fun. Anyway, I won't sap your time with too many notes at the beginning. Please leave a review, it really keeps small stories like this alive and inspires me to write immensely! Enjoy!
Chapter 13: A Massage Like No Other
Parking the car in Jay's driveway, Phil opened the door and quickly strode out. Running around to the boot, his quickly popped it open, grabbing the various bags that were inside. It was an assortment of birthday stuff for Jay's party in a few days. Claire had promised Gloria she would bring the stuff around, but having gotten caught up at the office, Claire instructed Phil to make the delivery. Closing the boot behind him, he strode towards the front door, not bothering to knock and simply striding in, calling out, "Gloria! I'm here with the party stuff!"
As he walked through the door, he dropped the bags beside him and turned to face the living room and was met with the frozen, shocked face of Gloria. It took Phil a moment to process the situation, but as he glanced slowly downwards, he noticed. She was naked. Entirely naked. A sight that Phil had dreamed of from their first ever meeting, he was stunned with actually seeing her nude. Her breasts were gloriously plump, massive and pillowy, yet they hung perfectly on her body. Her taut, toned stomach led down to her completely shaven pussy, which in itself was a delicious looking sight. Her long slender legs extended downwards and as Phil surveyed her entire body, whilst she was frozen in place, he sudden realised how inappropriate it was. Turning away, he began to apologise profusely, "Oh my god… Gloria, I'm so sorry! I should have knocked and definitely… Shouldn't have…stared…"
"Ay Pheel… Why don't you knock! Dios mio!" Gloria exclaimed, lunging across the room and grabbing a towel from where she had left it, quickly wrapping it around herself and strutting over to Phil, smacking him on the back of the head before lifting the bags and taking them deeper into the house.
"I'm so sorry," Phil apologised once again, turning around and watching her strut away, trying to desperately stop himself from hardening any further. He couldn't help himself, especially when he was met with the sight of her bum shaking as she walked away, barely obscured by the towel, the delicious undercurve of her cheeks peeking out from underneath, "I'm sorry. I didn't realise you would be naked."
"Well you should expect it! It's my home. I can be naked if I want," Gloria shouted from across the house as she tucked the party stuff away, bending over as she did so, inadvertently flashing Phil another look at her bum and the faint outline of her pussy lips, pressed outwards between her buxom, plump thighs.
"Sorry. Can I ask? Why are you naked?" Phil asked, unable to avert his eyes from the glorious sight of Gloria's plump behind, framed nicely by the fabric of the towel. As she stood up and turned around, he quickly looked elsewhere pretending that he wasn't staring, a façade swiftly seen through by Gloria, who walked back towards him and gestured towards a massage table that sat out of place in the middle of the room.
"I was going to get a massage, but the bastardo didn't turn up!" Gloria lamented, walking over to the table and trying to collapse it with one hand, the other hand clamping itself over her breasts to keep the towel in place. Unable to dismantle it, she moved away and slid down onto the sofa, folding her legs trying to not to flash Phil anymore.
"How come you need a massage?" Phil asked kindly, his curiosity prompting him forward as he stooped himself on the armrest of the sofa, trying not to let his eyes wander down to her cleavage or even lower to the vast expanse of her tanned thighs.
"I put my back out. And I've been tense, and I need to soothe myself," Gloria lamented, ignoring Phil's eyes as he wasn't able to stop himself from looking. She would be a liar if she didn't admit the looks weren't appreciated and somewhat wanted. She liked being looked at. It reminded her that she was in fact desirable. Not that her gorgeous beauty was in doubt.
"Well… If it's soothing, you need?" Phil said, lifting his fingers and gently shaking them as if to suggest he could massage her. Surprisingly enough, the offer wasn't born of his arousal, but genuinely wanting to exercise his massage skills, "I have somewhat of a magic touch. At least Claire says so. I'd be more than willing to relieve that tension if you would like?"
"Really?" Gloria said, not wanting to look a gift horse in the face. Truth be told, her body was really quite sore, and she could do with a decent massage, "Would you be okay with that?"
"Of course," Phil said happily, smiling as he did so. Nodding, Gloria gestured for him to turn around whilst she got on the table. Doing so, he waited for her to give the signal. Dropping the towel, she folded it neatly and placed it on the arm of the sofa before clambering atop the table, her arse proudly on display as she planted her head in the hole. Adjusting herself, she stifled a moan as her erect nipples grinded against the table beneath her.
"Pheel…" Gloria stammered as she waited for him to turn around. Turning around, he was met with the plump and perfectly rounded arse cheek, proudly on display. The weight of each cheek peeled them apart slightly, giving Phil a proud and eager look at her puckered, delicious arsehole. The fringes of her pussy lips were also on show, but Phil could tell she wasn't exactly happy about being on display. Quickly grabbing the towel, he folded it and placed it across her bum, hiding away her arse crack.
Keeping quiet between the pair of them, Phil began his work. Reaching down beside the table, he plucked up a bottle of oil, squeezing a small amount onto his hands before starting to work them across Gloria's body. Gently easing down on her shoulders, Phil started his massage, stifling a moan as his hand touched her soft skin. His crotch was uncomfortably tight, but he stomached through. Her flesh was unbelievably soft and delicate, the oily lubing it to a beautiful shimmer. The tanned Colombian skin tone was only accentuated by the slick oil, making her look even more delectable and setting Phil's cock to harden exponentially.
Gloria herself had to bite her lip as soon as Phil's hands touched her skin. He was right. He had an angelic touch, setting her skin of fire as the simple pressure he applied was near orgasmic. She could feel herself starting to grow wetter as Phil began to work down to her lower back. His fingers grazed the upper area of her arse setting her pussy on fire, her folds growing wetter and wetter, glistening beneath the towel. Stopping herself from moaning, she savoured every slight touch he made, his fingers working a treat. Moaning softly, she played it off as if he was relieving tension when really it was almost sexual pleasure he was providing. Phil didn't want to mention to her, but the last time he gave Claire a massage, it was enough to make her orgasm, a feat he held with silent pride.
Moving down her body, he started on her thighs, adding more oil to make sure he coated her skin equally, working steadily along her legs, the moans increasing in volume as he worked towards her inner thigh. Being careful that he didn't touch her pussy, Phil let himself loose. His mind began to wander as he fantasised. There were all those videos online of ladies getting massages, taking out the masseur's cock and treating him to proper payment. His mind continued down that rabbit hole as he imagined Gloria's puckered, plump lips sandwiching his cock, suckling on his tip. Her face decorated with delicious white cum, coating her breasts and body. The sight was simple divine. But as his mind wandered, so did his hands, his hand inadvertently sliding a little too high and grinding against her pussy. Before he could notice, Gloria moaned loudly, a part of her entirely alright with it.
"Oh my god… Sorry… My hand slipped," Phil apologised, snapping Gloria out of her pleasured haze. Blinking back into reality, she realised should probably be a little angry about it all, but her pussy was set on fire and she needed some relief. Whether it came from more massage or a delicate little… fingering.
"It's okay. Accidents happen," Gloria said, feigning a little displeasure before a thought came to her mind. She didn't want to go beyond the boundaries, but a little bit more of an intimate touch wouldn't be too bad, "Could I ask something a little… bold? My bum is very, very sore… Would you?"
"Erm… sure… If you… if you want that is?" Phil stammered, receiving a curt nod from Gloria, the woman keeping her face serious before she put it back in the hole, a giddy grin emerging on her lips as soon as it was out of view. Peeling away the towel, Phil breathed in silently as he got another good look at her delectable behind. Dropping the towel, he reached forwards tentatively, uncertain he should actually go through with it. Waiting for Gloria to stop him, Phil slowly planted his hands on either cheek, the soft fullness of her round bum almost unbelievable. The plumpness was divine, with his hands slowly sinking into the soft, yet taut flesh. Gently moving his hands back and forth, he began to push and pulls her arse cheeks, constantly being flashed with delightful views of her tight puckered asshole, flexing and winking, begging for attention.
The tender touch of Phil's hands caused her to moan audibly, the tone of her voice far more sultry and sexual as he began to massage her arse. She could feel herself growing wetter and wetter, the towel laid beneath her on the table growing a wet patch as the simple touches Phil was giving her surged through her entire body. A part of her wanted to drop her hand between her legs and openly start to finger herself, but she knew that would send the wrong message to Phil. Or the right one. Debating the idea over in her head, Gloria decided there and then. Although admitting it was a little crass, it was the truth. She needed some dick.
"Would you mind Pheel? Doing my front?" Gloria asked. Before Phil could even respond, she took the initiative and turned over, revealing her most private areas to Phil. Stunned, Phil couldn't help but look, admiring the glorious fullness of her soft round breasts, each one shifting to the side under their heavy weight, capped off with a delicious chocolatey nipple, erect due to her increased arousal. His eyes wandered down over her flat stomach, down to her pussy which was glisteningly wet, shimmering and shining in the light. Moving to grab the towel and move it across her pussy, Phil was stopped by Gloria's rather promiscuous interjection, "Leave the towel. I like to get full and deep coverage. Don't let up…"
Unsure as to what he should do, Phil to Gloria's legs and began to work her thighs and calves, making special effort not to touch her pussy again, even though his eyes were constantly drawn to her slick folds, begging to be touched, to be massaged. He wasn't sure, but he could have sworn that he saw her grow wetter and wetter as the massage went on. Moving onto her stomach, Phil found himself quickly running out places to massage that weren't increasingly questionable. Her arse was alright, but planting his hands on her tits or cunt was a completely different situation, although he was silently prompted as a hand found itself moving slowly up his thigh, grasping his crotch and gently squeezing his cock through his jeans. Looking to Gloria's face, he was met with a devilish smile and the words, "No one needs to know…"
Before Phil could even say anything, he felt Gloria deft hand skilfully wrap around his cock even through his jeans, bringing a long-desired moan to his lips. With his breath stolen away from him, he felt her hand drip to the button on his jeans, easily undoing it with a single hand and unzipping his trousers with ease. Letting them bunch around his ankles, Gloria bit her lip as she saw the size of his bulge pressing against his boxers. Hooking her hand inside his underwear, she dropped it to the ground, her mouth salivating as she saw his cock exposed. She was going to enjoy this one. A lot.
Wrapping around the base of his cock, she slowly began to jerk his shaft back and forth, returning the massage in a pleasurable way. Experience gave her hand a delicious sensation as her silky soft palm worked up and down his shaft. Taking a small amount of oil into her palm, she worked it across his shaft, his rapidly building pre-cum mingling amongst the slick lubricant, moans pouring from his lips as she elegantly stroked him back and forth, her hand occasionally dropping down to his balls, giving them equal attention. Phil's eyes rolled closed as he savoured her hand movements, her skill being sensational. Phil knew how to massage, but Gloria knew how to jerk cock.
"Pheel? My massage?" She said provocatively, snapping Phil's eyes open. Looking down at her sultry gaze, he knew instantly what she was after. Reaching forwards with both his hands, being careful to keep Gloria's access to his cock open, Phil planted both his hands on her breasts, gently massaging them, bringing a decidedly sexual moan to Gloria's lips as she played up the pleasure trying to get Phil into the mood. Although, his hard-throbbing cock, spilling pre-cum across her hand was more than enough to tell her he was in the mood. Her breasts were softer than her arse. Incredibly softer. His hands seemed to sink into the soft, pillowy handfuls that were her tits. Every soft squeeze brought a moan to Gloria's lips, her plump, puckered lips parting softly, teasing Phil with the soft, sumptuous pleasure of her mouth and throat, a pleasure he wouldn't have to fantasise about for long.
Gently tugging Phil's cock towards her face, she forced Phil to inch closer to her head until he was stood to the right of her head, his cock dangerously close to her mouth. Giving him once last stroke and sultry wink, Gloria slowly parted her lips and took his tip into her mouth, moaning instantly as the salty taste of pre-cum coated her tongue, her tongue darting around his head, licking and lapping at every delicious inch of his purplish tip. Phil's knees almost buckled as Gloria began to suck the tip of his cock, the pleasurable sensation of her warm, wet and delightfully skilled mouth enough to make him moan constantly. Slowing his tit massage, Phil savoured her mouth and the brilliant way she hollowed her cheeks, gently suckling on his cock her hand dropping to his balls as she tended to him.
Not wanting to skimp on his massage, Phil let both his hands find her nipples, gently capturing them between his fingers and thumbs, gently rolling them back and forth, his cock plunged into pleasure heaven as Gloria moaned, the vibrations dancing along his cock, setting moan after moan in his mouth. Gently tweaking her nipples, twisting them slightly to find that sweet spot between pain and pleasure, Phil was rewarded with a delectable reward. Slowly, but surely, Gloria pushed her lips along his shaft, taking inch after inch into her skilled mouth. It didn't take long for the tip of Phil's cock to press snugly against the back of Gloria's throat, begging for access to the tightest and most delectable depths of Gloria's mouth.
Breathing in, Gloria swallowed, taking the tip of Phil's cock into her throat with ease, not even gagging in the slightest as her throat spasmed instinctively around his shaft. Slowly, but surely his cock slid deeper and deeper into Gloria's luxurious and velvety throat, Phil moaning louder and louder as she fed herself his deliciously thick cock, her lips spreading tightly around his shaft. Swallowing the last few inches, Gloria pressed her lips against Phil's crotch, her nose nestled in his pubic hair as she silently celebrated her ability to deepthroat. His balls rested against her cheek due to the angle, and she could feel them churning, Phil's orgasm teetering on the brink of exploding down her throat. Gloria sincerely hoped that he would last a little longer as she needed the sensation of a good fucking.
Slowly bobbing her head up and down, Gloria opted for a delectable technique that had Phil moaning like some common whore. Where other girls who were good a deepthroating would simply bob their head up and down along a cock's bottom few inches, Gloria who was excellent at deepthroating bobbed her head up and down his entire shaft. Plunging her throat up and down on his cock, Gloria delivered a beautifully sloppy blowjob as her spit began to build up in her mouth. Instead of swallowing it, she spewed it down along Phil's shaft, lubricating him even more as she knew what was coming next.
Momentarily halted in his massage by the sheer pleasure of Gloria's oral skills, Phil had to snap himself out of a pleasure consumed trance and start to massage her again. Gently tweaking Gloria's nipples, Phil knew he had to step it a stage. She had his cock balls deep in her throat and, so he had to retaliate by applying his golden touch elsewhere. Still tentative, Phil reached down between her legs, his fingers dancing along her shaven crotch, barely grazing the outskirts of her slick, wet pussy. Before he even properly touched her, she moaned loudly around his cock, sending delicious vibrations all along his shaft.
Sliding his fingers down along her slit, Phil felt his fingers instantly coat with her juices as he pried apart her wet folds, revealing her sensitive pussy. Each slight touch he gave her caused her to moan around his cock, speeding her deepthroating up with saliva dribbling down her chin as she spluttered and sucked on his cock. Finding her clit, Phil gently massaged, it watching as she arched her back, thrusting upwards into the air as she begged for more attention to her pussy. Smirking, he angled his hand just right and slid two fingers inside her pussy, his thumb focussing on her clit, sending her body into spasms.
Squealing around Phil's cock, Gloria began to lose control of her throat, gagging and spluttering as she felt pleasure surge through her body in delicious waves. Pulling her lips away from his shaft, she breathed loudly, moaning openly as her eyes fell closed. Her hand latched onto his cock, jerking it back and forth, filling the room with soft slaps and moans. Her other hand latched onto Phil's wrist, keeping his hand diligently working at her pussy. Her orgasm was on the verge of washing through her and as her clit and hole tingled deliciously, she felt herself getting nearer and nearer. But suddenly, Phil slipped a third finger inside her and she hit her orgasm. Hard.
Her body began to spasm wildly, his pussy clamping down on Phil's fingers keeping them in place as she squealed loudly, shaking her arse against the massage table. As her orgasm began to subside, she looked up at Phil, lust and desire in her gaze. Any subtlety was gone in her actions and she didn't care about coy and suggestive. Turning herself so that her pussy was pointed towards Phil, she reclined on the table, her head leaning of the other side. Hooking her legs around Phil's waist, she pulled him in close and purred loudly, making her lusty desires clear, "Fuck me in my ass… Pheel, fuck me hard…"
Phil didn't need to be told twice. After a blowjob like that, he needed to cum. And there was a gorgeous Colombian milf laid naked in front of him begging to be fucked up the ass. He wasn't taking any chances. Grabbing the tip of his cock, he dropped it down to her tight, puckered arsehole and gently pressed it against her hole. Slowly, but surely, the tip slipped inside and the pair moaned unison. Her hole flexed around his cock, tightening around the tip, sucking him deeper and deeper into her horny, clutching ass. Hooking his hands underneath her legs, Phil adjusted her position slightly, pulling her towards him and sinking three inches into her arse, the both of them stopping for a moment to savour the delightful sensation of her bum and his cock.
Sliding forwards, Phil's cock cut through her arse with ease, his shaft easing into her without any hesitation. Gloria was rather proficient with anal. She never told Jay that and reserved her arse for special treats. If she revealed her proclivity and enjoyment for getting ass fucked, she would be bent over every other day and rutted against like a dog. A prospect that seemed erotic and exciting, but only for a few weeks. Her arse would get torn to pieces after a few weeks. Phil slowly pushed his cock deeper and deeper inside her until his crotch was pressed snugly against his bum cheeks, his cock wrapped in the tightest, warmest and most luxurious hole he had ever had the pleasure of experiencing. Savouring it for a moment, Gloria was about to beg him to fuck her. She loved the feeling of being full of cock, but the real reward was actually getting fucked, pounded again and again and again.
Bracing herself, she felt Phil slowly pull backwards, his cock movements teasing her with a hard, powerful thrust. She wanted to be fucked properly, not gently humped. She was about to pipe up when Phil's cock pulled almost all the way out, only the tip remaining inside of her. Hunching over Gloria, Phil held his hips in place and took her orders to heart. With one swift and powerful thrust, Phil slammed his hips forwards, his cock plunging deep into her arse in one foul swoop. Her eyes flew open as she whimpered slightly, her arse aching in a delightfully pleasurable way. Her arms wrapped around Phil's neck as the both moaned in unison, Phil's balls slapping loudly against her arse.
Before Gloria could fully prepare, Phil was pulling his hips back, this time quicker. Hammering his cock in and out of her arse, he built up a steady and swift rhythm, the sound of his balls smacking echoing through the entire house. Moaning louder and louder, they pressed their bodies against each other. Phil was still practically clothed, but the feeling of having her tits pressed against his body was divine nonetheless. Each thrust felt incredibly. Her arse tightening and flexed immensely, spasming around his cock as she tried to adjust to the thick intruder slamming in and out of her arse. A part of Gloria regretted asking Phil to fuck her hard, but the lustful pleasure ridden slut within her drowned out those thoughts, replacing them with the building pleasure of a second orgasm.
Phil's cock was in heaven, his orgasm brimming on the edge. Each deep and powerful thrust sent pleasure coursing through his cock, tingling. Grunting as he slammed balls deep into her arse, Phil was planning on unloading deep into her bum. He thought he should warn her, but he knew she was in too deep to care. Picking up the pace, he sawed his cock in and out, hammering back and forth, the echoing sounds of their fucking filling the house. Finally, Phil slammed into her arse, his cock pushing over the edge and unloading a thick, creamy load inside her arse. Spurting strand after strand of cum into her bum, he let her spasming hole milk him dry, the sudden injection of cum enough to make Gloria cum. Their simultaneous orgasms pushed each other to new levels of pleasure. Being full of cum made her spasm tighter which in turn made Phil cum more. Writhing in unison, Phil's cock finally softened, plopping out her bum and bringing their massage to an end.
"Mmm… I need a shower," Gloria smirked, pushing herself up onto her unsteady feet as Phil slid down onto the table, sitting for a moment to recuperate. Moaning softly, she winced slightly as Phil's fucking had taken its toll on her arse. Watching her plump behind saunter away, bouncing softly with each step, Phil smirked only to have her turn around and playfully suggest with a wink, "Same time next week?"
Author's Note: I hope that satiated you Gloria/Phil fans. I know it's a popular pairing. At least when it comes to suggestions. I'm not entirely sure how many fics there are with that pairing, so please enjoy this. Let me know what you think of it in a review.
I know I'm sounding like a stuck record, but reviews keep these stories alive. Especially small stories like this. So, if you like it, let me know. It spurs me to write more!