Belly Dancer

The lights were dim, soft, sensual music playing low in the background. You were sitting, relaxed in the recliner, across the room, I was there, my skirt flowing and see through, the top silky, tied behind my neck. Hips swaying, hands floating up, above my head, the way the light showed through the material you could see the shadowed outlines of my inner thighs, the curve of my calf. Wearing tiny bells on anklets there were soft jingles with each step I took towards you.

Sitting up and on the edge of the chair, as I shimmy my hips right in front of you, you reach out your hands and with a feather light touch slide them from the curve of my hips, over my waist, up my rib cage, palms whisper soft brushing over my nipples so you could reach around and untie the silky top. Letting it fall away from my breasts, you watch as they move with every swivel of my hips, letting your fingertips circle over the soft skin, making my nipples even harder by because of the look in your eye and that you purposely avoid touching them while you tease me.

Finally relenting the back of your knuckles brush over both nipples making me catch my breath and my belly tighten from the sensations. Leaning forward your tongue flicks across first one nipple then the next, stepping in between your legs, I move closer to bring my nipples closer to your mouth. Sliding your arms around me, your hands on my ass pulling me even closer, your lips close over my left nipple, teeth nipping and tongue swirling around it, my fingertips pressing into your shoulders as your mouth devours first one nipple, then the other.

Pulling me down, so I am straddling your lap, one hand on the back of my head the other caressing the curve of my back, you start nibbling my lips, tracing my bottom lip, before meshing our mouths together, tongues meeting and sliding against each other.  My arms over your shoulders, my fingertips caressing the back of your neck. Sliding both your hands to my ass you start pulling the edge of my skirt up until it’s around my waist, my bare bottom half exposed to your fingers. I can feel your cock hard beneath me, I start rubbing wet pussy and clit against it. Mouths still together, my nipples rubbing against your chest, your hands squeezing and caressing my ass, all of the sudden you deliver a sharp smack against the right cheek. Pausing the kiss long enough to whisper against my lips, “Ride me baby.”

Lifting my hips to fit us together I slide all the way down onto your cock, legs muscles working, swiveling my hips to slide up and down on you. Your hands gripping my hips, helping me, guiding me, smacking my ass every time our hips meet. I can feel my body tensing with orgasm, tightening around you, right on the edge of falling into ecstasy. Your hands, gripping my ass tight, your hips rising up, slamming into mine every time I slide down, I feel you tense under me, my orgasm triggered by yours.

After a minute or two, I lay my head on your shoulder, your hand stroking softly up and down my back as we recharge, together.


Come Visit

Seeing you as you were walking out of the plane, my eyes tracing over the contours of your face that I have memorized. Turning your head, our eyes lock and my breath catches. Not even pausing I walk straight into your arms, when I look up, you lean down to take my mouth in a kiss. All the sounds fade away, I can only hear my heartbeat and feel your kiss. After what seemed like an hour but still too soon, we break away, taking your hand I lead you out of the airport.

On the ride back to my place, your hand rests on my knee, then further up on my thigh, thumb making slow circles, causing my skin to tingle. My fingertips travelling over each finger and up your arm, tracing each muscle. Looking over quickly at your face, the line of your jaw, your lips, the features I’ve spent so long memorizing already, you glance over and find me watching you and you smile. Getting to my place and going inside I’d like to say that we took our time and talked for a while, but having spent so many days and nights apart, talking and texting, time together was something we weren’t willing to waste.

Stepping right back into your arms we start kissing again, my tongue darting out to lick your bottom lip, teeth grazing the fullness, my fingertips sliding over your arms and shoulders. Your hands moving from cupping my face, over my shoulders, sliding my shirt down, it slides down to settle on my hips, reaching behind me you unhook my bra, sliding the straps down my arms until it falls to the floor between us, feeling your hands on my breasts for the first time ignites a fire low in my belly, my breath catches and I instinctively arch my back pressing them more firmly in your hands.

Somehow we end up in my bedroom and end up naked on the bed together. Laying back on my pillows you give me the chance to explore you, watching me, eyes hot. Fingertips tracing over your head, your cheekbones, over your lips my lips and tongue following the path tasting and teasing your skin. Continuing down to taste and lick along your collarbones, nibbling the side of your neck. Fingertips trailing up and down your arms, over your chest, lips following, tasting each spot, kissing each finger the tip of my tongue tracing each knuckle. Kneeling back to look at you, my eyes travelling over your body, I start trailing my fingertips over your again at your hipbones, down your legs. My mouth teasing your hipbones, tongue tracing along the skin. My fingertips finishing their exploration of your legs, they trail back up, and with barely the pressure of a butterfly wing they slide over your already hard cock. My tongue licking from the base all the way to the tip, lips nibbling along the vein, swirling my tongue over the head before I slide my mouth over it and as far down as I can go. Fingertips tracing over your balls, mouth sliding up and down over your cock, tongue flicking back and forth with each slide of my mouth.

Pulling me up, then flipping us over, you plunge your hard cock into my pussy, stroking in and out in a slow rhythm. My legs wrapping around you, my hands holding your shoulders. Leaning down you kiss me, nipping my bottom lip, then our tongues dancing together. Matching the slide of your tongue in my mouth to the thrust of your cock in my pussy you capture all of my senses. My orgasm suddenly takes over, my muscles tensing and tightening around you, flooding us with wetness. Pulling out, you position my legs over your shoulders and slide the head of your cock into my well lubricated ass, slowly sinking all the way in, holding my legs you begin fucking my ass hard and fast, one hand reaching to pull and pinch my nipples into even stiffer peaks of desire. Sliding that hand down my belly you press your thumb against my clit while sliding three fingers into my pussy. My eyes burning hot on yours and you fuck me thoroughly. Chanting your name over and over I’m close to cumming again.. reaching your other hand down you pinch first one nipple then the other extremely hard and say in a low voice, “Cum with me.” Hearing that sends me over the edge, body tensing, muscles clenching around your cock as you cum in my ass. Thrusting a few more times before pulling out you watch my eyes widen with every one. Taking me in your arms we lay together and start feeling sleepy from the orgasms.

We were sleeping, or more to the point, we were wrapped around each other enveloped in a haze of sleepiness. My head was nestled in the curve of your shoulder, my fingertips running up and down your arm idly, placing tiny kisses on at the top of your arm, my tongue darting out to taste the skin my lips just touched. Your hand making slow strokes from my rib cage then down over my hip, then back up over my belly to cup my breasts, fingertips making lazy circles around the nipples. Your lips nibbling my ear, whispering, sounds and words that convey desire. Your hand sliding down again over my ribs and my belly, I hook my leg backwards over yours, opening myself to you, your fingertips lightly brushing over the slick, swollen flesh. Arching my back, I feel your already hard cock glide against me, the tip fitting just inside. Flexing your hips, you slide all the way in, starting a slow, languorous rhythm..

Tantric Massage – From the Other Side

Every story has two sides, every massage two participants. This is the story from the other participant in the hottest massage ever. .

“I certainly like massage and have had a lot of them, all different kinds, many different countries, from men and women with all sorts of endings. I have rarely found a massage I didn’t like. I live in a bedroom community just outside the big city. Great people, mostly liberal or redneck, not much in between and a lot of college kids. About 60,000. I have had a massage business here for a number of years. I have also over the years, many times at the same time, worked a main job in other all or mostly female environments. ( I know, I’m energetic). I don’t know about others, but, in my case I have mostly been treated as one of the girls when I was an international flight attendant and also working as an RN in women’s health. Flying I would sit on the jump seat and answer a lot of questions from co-workers. Diseases, how women’s bodies worked, sex, men, relationships, etc. There were many times that someone would come to my hotel room with a problem and I never once took advantage of them. I managed miscarriages, diagnosed STD’s and answered lots of questions. Over time they found out I did massage and some one would show up in my room asking for a massage. I was usually pretty happy to oblige, certainly I wanted to help them, and while again I never took advantage of anyone I was certainly willing to let them take advantage of me. What a blessed fucking life and I was getting paid, a lot!!

When I opened my current office I already had several female clients that desired “complete” massage that were my clients at the clinic I had just sold. While I generally do charge for massage I don’t charge for any extras, so to speak. There are lots of different women in the world with lots of different needs and desires. The biggest is that everyone wants to be needed and wanted and wants human connection. I run an ad on Craig’s List occasionally under m4w. A simple ad that lets women know that I am professional, clean, safe, in an office, and their needs will be met and they don’t have to pay the first time and they don’t have to reciprocate. I post a pretty much full length nude photo, sans face, so they can see what they are getting. I’m not handsome and don’t have a great body and it is fair that they know that up front. They have to respond to a Craig’s List email box then I can respond to those I wish to. So one day I get an email asking about what I do. Since I never know who I am talking to I try and use rather vague generalities so no one can get in trouble, but, everyone knows what we are talking about. She asked if it is really free and that really nothing is expected of her. I confirm that. I think there was one more email and then the day we had made the appointment arrived. That morning I got another message confirming time and my address and that no reciprocation was required. Okey dokey then, obviously she is doing this for the first time. At the appointed time there was a knock, I told her to come on in and came out of my office and HOLY MOTHER OF GOD i hit the jackpot. I just didn’t know then how much of a jack pot I had hit. Tall, blond, killer body, beautiful, beautiful teeth and very nice nails. (very important. I never see ear rings, but, well kept nails says a lot about a woman), make up was well done hair in a neat pony tail, and nicely done eye brows. The other thing I noticed was she was nervous and a little scared, which I understand, so I didn’t spend a lot of time ogling her.

I gave her the standard “women’s form for Tantric massage. A tiny bit of personal information, a big disclaimer, and on the back side some very important questions. How dark do you want the room, do you want to be totally, partially covered or none, Is it ok to touch, is oral ok, is it ok to put fingers inside vagina, butt, are toys ok. is it ok for me to be naked is it ok to have sex? She has to initial every one that she consents to. She initials them all except the one about sex. Damn, oh well. She is still pretty nervous so I take her back to the massage room, show her where to hang her clothes, the massage table, and tell her to start face down and give her a hand towel to cover the goodies. I leave and close the door, probably left over from being a nurse, but, I know if I stand and watch she will get even more nervous. I return after adequate time for her to get on the table and got undressed. (I never realized until I read her story that she heard and identified that). I try and do this because when you are the only naked one in the room and the other(s) are dressed the discomfort level goes up a lot. I learned this from working occasionally with couples. As I said before, I am not the stud muffin from the gym so it is difficult knowing this beautiful creature on the table is at some point going to turn over and see me in all my not so hottie glory. Don’t take me wrong, we all have strengths and weaknesses and I know my greatest strength lies elsewhere.

I move to the head of the table, step on the button to raise it to my height. and get some oil. I start long strokes down the back, not quite touching her butt. I want her to get used to the feel of my hands on her body. I ask her kind of general questions, I want to know a little about her, I want to help her relax and I really didn’t think “You’re freaking gorgeous and men everywhere would worship the ground you walk on so why are you here?” would really put her at ease. I spread oil down the spine, shoulders, work out some knots, we talk about her gym and trainer, I wonder if she is sleeping with the much younger trainer, uh probably not or she wouldn’t be here and not this nervous, lengthen the strokes down the back so I am now going down to where the legs and butt meet around and back up the sides. I let a thumb slide just a little way into the top of the butt crack, not enough to alarm, but, enough to tease of things to come. She is pretty tall so every time I go all the way down my dick is poking her hands or head a little. Just enough the she knows I have one. I move to her left leg and start applying oil from ankle to the top of the butt. I use long smooth stroked to spread the oil up the center of the leg and then down the outside, then up the center and down the inside. Just a little tease in the butt crack and down to the vagina, but, only outside. I don’t want to scare her by trying to open her up too early. Inspire of the circumstances this is her massage I I want her to have a great experience and I know that doesn’t happen by my being too pushy. As I kneed her thighs and butt I go a little deeper. My hands circle the back of her thigh so as I work I can’t help but rub some on the outer pars of her vagina, butt crack and pretty much everything in between. I can tell she is getting wet. I can see the wetness and there is the slightest scent of arousal. When I go back to the long strokes now I don’t curl my fingers under so when I get to the top of the thigh and her vagina I let them poke in a little. That elicits a little moan and a little wiggle. I have a bolster that I sometimes put under peoples ankles when they are face down, but, in some cases, especially this one, I just drop her foot off the side of the table. I went to the other side, got some oil and made the first long stroke and as I did this I moved this foot off the side of the table also. That left her spread wide open 32” between her ankles. what a glorious site. The towel was still sort of there, but, not really covering anything.

I repeated the massage on this side, but, was a little more direct with my touch, especially the straight fingers hitting anywhere between her butt hole and vagina. I didn’t stray down to the clitoris though. Now she was getting really wet. I was hard as a rock and I looked down as i accidentally rubbed against her and left a big smear of pre-cum on her leg. Now she was moving a little more and making little noises so I spent a little more time between the vagina and butt hole even straying and circling both a little, but, only outside. I’m getting the kind of reaction that says she is ready so I move my face to just above the vagina and begin to lick. The smoothness of her skin, her fluids, her scent. I am in heaven and was seriously wondering if if i am just going to stand there and cum on her no hands or anything.She is so hot and so turned on, I’m thinking this girl has gone without really good sex way to long. She comes, but, I don’t move, I just keep going. I don’t remember if she came 2 or 3 times from here. I loved feeling her cumin right there on my tongue.

I ask her to turn over. I can’t tell for sure if I just zapped her energy or if she was hesitant. Could have been either so when she got turned over I replaced the drape towel (very necessary for modesty for someone who just came on your face). I went to her head and slipped a blind fold over her head. You can learn to feel so much more when you are not watching and she is less likely to be distracted or embarrassed. I do my standard neck massage. The nice thing about the mask is she can’t see me staring at her breasts. I’m licking my lips and I’m seriously afraid I’m going to drool on her. I’m also trying to make sure I don’t get any pre-cum in her hair. A little on the side of her cheek was very hot though and made me even more excited. I spread oil from her chest to her navel. Again, going kind of slow since this is the first visit; down the center and up the sides, sometimes a little side boob, sometimes straight over them. her nipples getting hard, and I can tell she is responding. There are not many things better than feeling her nipple getting hard against the palm of my hand from something I am doing. I stroke the underside of the breast from bottom to nipple with a thumb, lightly, and I circle the breast and do a basic breast exam, I kneed them and just pinch a little and tweak the nipple as I go by, and finally apply pressure to the breast after making it cone shaped in my hands. I can tell that her breasts are not the favorite part to be massaged so I move on. I move to the left ankle. Yeah, I could get a bolster for under her knees, but, oh hell no. I do pretty much the same thing on the fronts that I did on the back. A good massage, kneading right up to the top of the thigh, long strokes with my fingers straight so she gets a little teasing touch or maybe my finger opens her just a little. When I brush the clitoris I get a little shudder and a little moan if I do it a couple of times in a row. She has a small, very neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair just above the slit, just the perfect size. Her external parts (vulva for those in the know) are perfect, tight, beautifully colored, and smooth as a babies butt. With both legs off the table I now have her completely spread, but, not opened before me. It is all I can do to keep from diving in there head first. I’m leaving streaks of pre-cum everywhere. At this point I really have no idea where the towel is, but, I don’t think either of us cares. She is so wet. I know she is not finished yet so I get out the magic wand. I like the wand because it is powerful and very versatile. I put it on her clitoris and she cums almost instantly. I keep it there and insert a finger and she cums more. I insert two fingers and she cums again and again. I know for sure she is feeling things she has never experienced before. For a good portion of this time she had my dick in her grip and vacillated from squeezing to pumping to stroking. Sort of like we were kind of testing the waters on each other. It was all I could do not to cum on her right there on the table. I was having to count backwards. I don’t think she would have minded at all, but, I know good things happen to this who wait. I didn’t count and never would because this isn’t about me it is about her, but, I have no doubt that she came at least 10 times though. Not little fake ones, but, the full blown I can’t control myself ones. I don’t know if it was enough, but, I know she left a lot more satisfied than when she came in. I know some women don’t like to kiss, they save a little part for their husbands or boyfriends or what ever so I kissed a little around the neck and then her nipples. I could tell that she liked my kissing her nipples and afterward she told me she had never really liked that before, but, this time she did. Goes directly back to foreplay and the need to slowly build excitement. Made me kind of excited again.

We got dressed, met in the waiting room and set the next appointment. Usually once I have all of the boxes initialed and someones signature on the bottom line of the form then they don’t have to fill it out again. She had to fill out that form seven times over 10 weeks until she finally gave permission for everything, but, that’s another story.”

Tantric Massage – Revisited

My friend visited the masseuse again, it’s even better than the last time.

The masseuse meets me at the door, I come inside the room and undress, as he undresses at the same time. We usually chat a little while I’m first laying down and then go silent. We ended up talking almost the entire time. He did a lot of work on my back but when he got to my legs it was more play than massage.

He does both legs rather quickly and touching my vagina a lot more than usual. He’s obviously missed our time together as it’s been 3 weeks since last time. He begins massaging me in between my ass and vagina and I start breathing heavy, so he keeps going and I involuntarily begin moving and drawing up. He circles his finger around my vagina and that’s it, I have my first orgasm, not super heavy but an orgasm. He keeps going and they get a little stronger and I have a couple more. He then asks me to turnover. I lay for a few seconds while I compose myself, then I turn over.

He gets right to my chest and breasts. I still keep my eyes closed because I’m still not that comfortable to stare while not being aroused. I’m ready and responding much easier and quicker as he massages my breasts and it’s relaxing and erotic at the same time. He skips my arms and moves to my legs. I honestly don’t remember him massaging them much as it was more vagina and him running one hand from my legs up and the other above my vagina, like between it and my belly button, working both to come together at the same time. I’m squirming, I’m so ready.

I can hear it’s on the ‘low’ setting, which is still stronger than most toys. I’m looking at him grin as he puts it on my clit. It’s obvious he’s making me orgasm as much as possible with as little touch as possible. The first time I saw him, I only orgasmed with a lot of stimulation, fingering and full blast wand. So I’ve definitely gotten much more in tune with my body in the months since then.

He puts it on my clit and my body has already orgasmed mildly 5-6 times. I’m already super worked up; my body is ready to squirt, just waiting for the right stimulation. I reach for his hard cock, it’s just out of reach, but he scoots closer as he realizes that’s what I want. He wants it to, as he’s brushed it against me a few times and I know he wants me to touch him and I love how it feels in my hand.

I’m almost immediately drawing my back up and supporting myself with my left arm as I grab him tighter with my right hand. I love looking at his hand holding the wand on my clit and at his face. It doesn’t take long before I’m orgasming harder, still not squirting as I’m still trying to control myself. I’m not ready to lose it yet.

I don’t know why I hold back; but it’s kind of my natural reaction. Maybe because I know he’s going to make me squirt and he won’t stop until my body tells him I’m done? He keeps going, even though I’ve orgasmed several times now. He’s still just using the wand on low speed and not fingering me or anything else, he wants me to squirt without the extra stimulation and he knows my body is capable and will do it, he’s been teaching me to control my body and listen to what it wants and he knows I’m ready.

I had laid back down after the first orgasm with the wand, catching my breath; but still gripping his hard cock. He’s still doing the wand and I get about a 5 second breather before I’m back pulling up and starting to lightly squirt with the next wave of orgasms.

His face changes to show even more pleasure as he stares at my face and then my vagina. His free hand is moving up and down my leg and then up to my breasts. Pinching my nipples and then moving swiftly down to my legs. I’m alternating between watching him and looking at my vagina as I’m building up again. I start orgasming harder, clenching my legs together as he fights to keep the wand on my clit so I can let go. I’m squirting, heavier than last time but not the hardest I have. I’m still not letting completely go and he knows it and keeps going. I start having another orgasm and I release his cock, as I grip the edges of the massage table, it’s getting harder to hold on and I’m out of breath. I’m about to squirt hard and he senses that and starts fingering me. It feels so good to have fingers inside me, it’s been too long since I saw him last and he’s the only one that does that to me.

It’s coming out and I’m powerless to stop it now, he and I both know that. I’m drawn up on my elbows and panting trying to catch my breath, pulling my legs together and squirming hard as my body releases. I’m squirting a lot, more than I expected.

He then starts fingering my asshole and that’s it, no holding back, I’m gushing and it’s splattering all over his hands & arms and my thighs are getting soaked. As I explode, I’m holding my breath, as I always do, I can’t breathe if I wanted to. It’s so intense and his face tells me he is loving every second of this. I squirt over and over as he more aggressively fingers my ass. He then uses the hand that is holding the wand at full speed and somehow manages to do that and use his thumb and finger to massage my clit right under where the wand is being held, while still fingering my ass. This is the last straw for me. I’m exploding and soaking everything. Not only can I see it coming out rapidly, I can hear it hitting the wand. It’s so intense, I can’t breathe as it comes out. I’m so winded and feeling like I might pass out because it’s that intense. I squirt and recover for a few seconds and then go again. I can feel the warmth pouring out of me. I orgasm and squirt repeatedly. I feel like I need a break but I also know I have more in me and don’t ask for one. My legs are covered with droplets of my juices and the table is saturated. I’m not feeling self conscious like I used to, because it’s obvious this is what he wants.

He begins rubbing his hands up my body as he pulls himself above me. I’m beyond ready for penetration, to feel his hard cock in me. He teases me with the tip for a few seconds and then moans lightly as he pushes his hardness into me. I can’t help it, I’m cumming again. He has to press hard and firm into me to maintain his place inside me as my vagina squeezes and pushes his cock repeatedly. He is enjoying this and I am too.

He then starts fucking me; but not super fast or hard. He doesn’t want to cum too quickly and is pacing himself. He keeps going as I build up again, I start orgasming again, then I lay down and my head is tilted back.

He keeps going and I start building again, he’s close too. I’m grabbing his butt tightly as I’m climaxing again. He starts cumming inside me. It feels so good, he moans and I watch his face for the first time as he orgasms. It’s so sexy and I cum one more time. I lay back gasping for air and he leans onto me, my head is tilted back as I try to regain composure. He starts kissing my neck. He then says that I’m not allowed to miss two weeks again.

Watch me….

I slid my hands from my belly up my chest pretending that it was your lips trailing kisses and nibbles along my skin, circling my fingers around the full area over my breasts, finally taking a moment to pinch each nipple, twisting them until they were stiff with desire. Sliding my hands down my chest and belly again I drew my fingers through my slippery pussy lips, circling my clit, pressing it with my thumb. Looking up I see you there just watching me, stroking yourself, looking directly in your eyes I spread my legs wide and winked at you. I looked at you with greedy eyes. After a moment you moved over to the bed and sat down at the end, just watching, one hand around your hard cock stroking slowly. Sliding my two middle fingers over my wet slit then dipping inside my pussy, all the while watching your eyes smolder with barely restrained hunger. My hand putting constant pressure on my clit I was impatient with want and need, spreading my legs further so you could see everything, sliding my wet fingers out and around my clit, teasing it, circling it, teasing you within my movements. One hand pinching and twisting my nipples, my body writhing on the bed. Finally you couldn’t take anymore and plucked my hands away and pinned them in one of yours over my head. Capturing my lips with yours you devoured my entire mouth.

While the kiss continued your free hand found my left breast and circled the nipple several times before pinching it roughly. Lifting one leg over your shoulder you slid your cock into my drenched pussy in one hard stroke. Setting a hard fast pace you plunged in and out, our pelvic bones pressing together with each thrust. Harder and deeper, my hips meeting yours, until my orgasm stole over my entire body, muscles tightening around you. Pulling out, you flipped me over, still high on the waves of the orgasm you slid your cock through the wetness of my pussy lips then pressed it against my tight ass, and slip the head inside, slowly pressing forward until you were all the way inside. Then began a pounding rhythm, sliding in and out, I felt you tense behind me then the sensation of your hot cum landing on my ass cheeks. Cleaning me up and pulling me into your arms you kissed me long and deep and we laid there together feeling each other’s heartbeats.

Tantric Massage

This is a story that was told to me by a friend, it deserves to be shared. You’ll find yourself searching out a place for these as well at the end.

“So I was totally gonna have an affair with a twit guy before I realized that Twit was a big sex scene… long story short it didn’t happen and I was beyond sexually frustrated. I went looking and found an advertisement for tantric massage, first one free, no reciprocation required and in a professional office, so low risk for me. I arrive at my massage appointment a few minutes early, as usual as I hate being late. He gives me a clipboard with a piece of paper to fill out. It goes over things I’m willing and not willing to have done to me. It goes from do I want a sheet covering me or nothing at all. The first time I choose coverage of butt and vagina. I’ve never met this man and I’m not sure. I check no sex as well. He greets me in scrubs and is extremely professional and I’m wondering how in the world this is the man I spoke to via email. I complete the paperwork and he directs me to the back room. He shows me the massage table the hand towel to cover my bottom with and instructs me to lay face down. I’ve also indicated I’m ok with him being nude while giving me the message. He leaves and closes the door. I quickly undress and lay face down and try to drape the small towel over my ass. I’m nervous and wondering what the hell I’m doing here…. too late I’m here and I’m going to follow through. He comes in and I can hear him as he removes his scrubs, he comes to the top of my head and starts small talking me as he warms massage oil in his hands. I can hear him warming it in his hands and I’m answering his simple questions and relaxing a little as I realize it’s going to be okay. He starts at my neck and with both hands makes long motions on each side of my spine sweeping down in one movement from my neck to right above my buttocks and then moving to each side of my body up again. He repeats this several times as my body relaxes. He then starts a slower more deep massage down each side of my back, this time he brushes gently on top of each of my butt cheeks and then just as quick as he touched them he’s back moving up my back. It’s almost like an accident but it’s not and he and I both know it.. He keeps doing that and then leans deep over me, my hands are resting above my head and I can feel his hard cock pressing into my hands. I can tell he’s as turned on as me; but being that I don’t know him, I’m scared to move. He rubs up and down several times. He works on my back and then my neck, clutching it lightly between his hands. I know he’s testing if I’m sensitive to hands around my neck, I am not. I like it and I can feel myself getting wet as he does it. He’s skilled at getting me excited but not too excited. He finishes my back and moves to my left leg. He gently pulls it open so my foot is slightly hanging off the edge of the massage table. I can hear him rubbing more oil in his hands, warming it up before he touches me. He starts with swift up and down motions, stopping mud inner thigh and then swooping down to my ankle. He does that several times and then starts doing a two hand in opposite side of each other motion starting at my ankle and moving up. He’s going fast yet slow. He reaches my inner thigh, where most masseuses stop and he keeps going. He’s fast but he’s also rubbing and touching my vagina intentionally, he grabs lightly and let’s go. I’m wet and wanting more but I’d never tell him that. He gets to my glutes and stops, working his way down. He gets to my ankle and stops, he moves to my right leg, gently pulling it off the table as well, while the towel is ‘covering me’ it’s covering nothing. He starts with the long sweeping motions, then repeats the two hand motions and finishes the same. He stops and I have no idea what is next. The next thing I know his face is upside down between my legs. He’s eating me out and I’m so worked up I start orgasming and moaning, cumming in his mouth. I can hear his groans and feel him and he’s loving that he’s made me feel this way. After I calm down a bit he asks if I would like to turn over, I am back to oh shit what have I done because nothing covering my breasts and holy shit a man I don’t know just made me cum. I comply and turn over though because that’s what’s next. I close my eyes as I’m embarrassed and can’t bear to look at him. I have no idea what is next but I’m ready. I hear him once again warming lotion in his hands. Then I feel his hands once again on each side of my neck swooping down, between my breasts to the top of my pelvis and then back up on each side of my body. He does this several times, never going too low. He’s breathing heavier than when we started and I know why. He then grips my left breast with both hands and does a twisting and massage motion, then pushes down, he alternates clockwise and counter clockwise. I’ve never had this down and it’s relaxing yet erotic. He moves to my right breast and repeats. I’m dripping wet at this point. He stops and moves back to my legs, I’m nervous as can be; but I’m wanting more. He starts at my right leg and moves up, brushing my vagina each time but still done in a way that it’s not the intended target. He doesn’t massage too long and then moves to my left leg repeating. I’m soaked and wanting so much more; but I’ll never ask. He finishes, my eyes are still closed and I’m not sure if this is the end or if there’s more. I hear him moving at the top of my head, he asks me to lift my head up Slightly and I do, eyes still closed. I feel him putting something on my head. He’s blindfolded me, wow, I didn’t expect this. I’ve never been blindfolded but it’s liberating, not worrying about if I should open or close my eyes, it’s decided. I hear a vibration next and then feel him place it on my clitoris. This is my first visit and I’m still nervous and uptight. He’s going slow with it but soon realizes I haven’t been taught to feel the small things. He speeds it up and I start feeling my normal orgasms. I start my usual quiet moaning and panting, he lets me have a couple of my typical orgasms then he turns it off. I hear him move to the end of the table. He grabs my ankles and pushes my legs up as he gets on the table with me, he’s kissing and licking his way up my right thigh. I’m quivering. He comes up and puts my clitoris in his lips, sucking it between his teeth and I can’t control myself anymore, I’m clamping my legs on his head, he pushes two fingers inside me and that’s it, I’m orgasming and still trying to hold it in and not lose control but he knows I’m going to… I’m the only one who thinks I had control in the first place. He lets those waves crash over me and then gets back off the table, he leans over and sucks and pulls on my nipples. I’ve never liked my nipples being touched prior but I’m totally turned on now and want more. He gives it to me, I hear the vibrator again and can tell it’s not on slow motion. He knows what’s about to happen I don’t yet, I have yet to realize what my body is capable of. He puts it on my clitoris, I’m in my instant normal orgasm, I’m reaching and arching my back. I find his hard cock and grab a hold with my right hand as he makes me cum. This time I feel I’m getting wet all over, he’s still just using the vibrator. This is so much more powerful and intense than anything I’ve felt. As I’m pulling up, yelling without abandon now, when I think it can’t get any more intense. He begins massaging my clit with his thumb and pushes two fingers inside me. I lose the little bit of control I had left, I’m shaking, clenching and un-clenching my legs, screaming out “Oh MY God” and I feel the release leaving my body. I’m wet all over and I can feel it shooting out, this has never happened and I’m not sure what is going on but I don’t care. As I thrash about my blindfold comes off, he’s staring at me a devilish sexy look on his face as I squirt and keep squirting. I didn’t even know an orgasm like this was possible, he can tell this has never happened before and it excites him more. He keeps going even though I’m feeling like I have nothing left. I do and just don’t know it; but he knows. He doesn’t stop until he’s satisfied that I’ve released it all. Once I have and lay back breathless he leaves and returns with a water. I’m lying in a soaked mess but manage to pull and grab it, he’s thankfully opened it for me because I’m bit sure I could. He smirks as he watches me try to catch my breath and he returns to his clothes to begin to dress. I can’t even look up, other than take a drink. He comes over and strokes my hair slightly and tells me to take all the time I need and that he’ll be up front. He leaves and closes the door. I sit regaining myself for a few minutes, then get dressed. I check the mirror and walk out, he’s back to professional in scrubs (he’s a nurse after all) and all is back to professional. He asks to schedule my next appointment, which I happily do and I leave.”

An Ordinary Day?

So, it was a regular day as far as you could tell. I had sent you flirt messages all day like usual and the sweet ones letting you know how important you were to me. Months before we had given each other keys to our respective homes, in case there was time for an impromptu visit, walking in you smelled roasted meat and fresh baked rolls, then you heard the shower running. Opening the bathroom door you saw me there silhouetted in the shower, quickly undressing you entered the shower behind me and slid your arms around my warm wet skin, hands sliding from the curve of my hips up to cup both breasts. Leaning my head back into your chest you leaned your head down to kiss me, sliding your tongue along my lower lip, nipping each corner then capturing my whole mouth dancing our tongues together. All the while your hands caressing my breasts, teasing my nipples until they were stiff with desire. Turning in your arms I slid my hands up your arms over your collarbones, up your neck, light fingertips tracing every indentation, my lips tasting the skin of your chest, tongue darting out to lick your sternum, hands sliding down your back over your tense glutes. Eyes looking up at you as I soap my hands and slide them between us and wash your now hard cock and gently wash your balls. Leaning back I let the water slide between us to rinse the soap away. Using the soap I slide my slippery hands over every inch of skin, getting you all soapy then leading you back into the water to rinse you off. Shutting the water off we step out and grab the big towels to wrap up in. Linking my fingers with yours I lead you to your favorite chair. Sitting down you watch me with hooded eyes, waiting to see what was next. Sinking to my knees in front of you I take your right hand and kiss each knuckle, my tongue sliding in the hollow between each one, my fingers caressing the palm of your hand, taking each finger separately and licking along the entire length, then repeating the same treatment on the left hand. My eyes on yours as I sit back on my heels and slide my hands down your arms, over your abdomen, to curl around your throbbing cock, you watching my eyes get wide with hunger for you. My tongue sliding from base to the tip, swirling around the head, tasting every inch, my hand caressing your balls, sliding the head between my lips then as far down to take as much in as I can and then a little bit more. Beginning the slow deep rhythm of in and out of my mouth, my hands fondling your balls the whole time, your hand finds its way to the back of my head fisting my hair in it, you start guiding me, hips involuntarily flexing to meet my mouth, I could feel you tensing, flicking my tongue on the underside, along the vein, increasing the pressure of my suction you give up trying to hold back and cum as I swallow all of you, as the pulsations continue and I lick you clean then sit up and look at you with blazing hunger in my eyes you pick me up and growl in my ear, “Food can wait, I can’t!”, and take us to the bedroom and kick the door shut….