"The door is open!"
As she walks in, slowly, fearing intruding into someone else's home, I finish lighting up the candles and rush to greet her at the door.
She wore an amazing-looking corset with a flowy skirt that would reach her knees. I grabbed her coat and noticed a mixture of shyness and nervousness so I kissed her cheek to greet her.
"I'm sorry I feel very shaky" -she said
"I have a magic trick for that. Shall I?"
"Yes, please." -she mumbled.
I grabbed both her wrists and pushed my body against hers, pinning her against the door. Moved her hands above her head, and held them with my left hand. I grabbed her chin with my right hand and slightly opened her mouth, as my leg pushed in between hers, offering a place to rest in case her knees will lose their strength. Then, I leaned for a kiss, deep, playful, wet. Then another, and another, and my lips moved to her cheek and then to her neck. Her breathing started to speed up and I could feel all the fears leaving her body in exchange for other more earthly pleasures.
I brought her to the room. There was very dim lighting coming from multiple candles placed in strategic positions. I had put some relaxing background music that evoked being on a tropical island: wind moving the forest leaves, the sound of a bird flapping its wings, and waves crashing in the background. I also got her favourite incense smell, and I started it as we got into the room.
"Now remember, this is your safe place. Take as many clothes are you feel comfortable with." -I told her.
"And during the massage, if you feel uncomfortable or feel any pain, please tell me to stop or raise your hand in case you can't speak. Also, if there's anything that feels especially good, or you want more of, you can let me know as well. I'll be paying attention to how your body reacts and will try to adapt as well."
I gave her a towel and left the room so she would not feel embarrassed while undressing. She called for me to come back and found her lying on the bed, with the towel covering her waist down.
I poured some warm oil on my hands and started with her back and shoulders. I slide my fingers and hands through the area, putting some pressure on the movements and making sure the stiffness is removed as well as acting as a warm-up feeling for the rest of the body. My hands and fingers moved to the lower back area, relieving any stress on the back muscles. After that, I moved to her legs.
I started doing a soft massage to her feet.
"It tickles!" -she giggled.
As promised, I stopped because I wanted this to be a relaxing or exciting experience. Tickles are better suited for other activities.
I continued on the calves, relaxing them as much as possible. I could feel how this was relaxing her more, she must have been sore from walking all day. I would move my fingers in a circular motion, climbing ever so slightly, relaxing on the pressure. Thighs seem to be more sensitive, so I prefer to go with more caresses and less pressure as I go further up.
My fingers started to get closer to the inner thigh area, and with much care, while massaging the adductors, I was sliding them closer and closer to her pussy. It was at this moment that my fingertips moved close enough to create small goosebumps and a cute little moan coming from the top. I kept my fingers out of there for a bit, focusing on the thighs and moving to the glutes. Now and then, while doing those circular movements, I would "make the mistake" of going too far from my massage target. Or you could think, that getting her wet was my purpose all along. But that's not the full truth, I'm just trying to get her body more awake to my touch and to her own pleasure.
With the towel already on the floor, and all the back of her body full of aromatic oils, I went back to her back and shoulders to calm her down for a bit.
"Are you feeling ok?" -I asked - "... or falling asleep?"
"It feels sooo good" -she replied, panting a little bit
"Good girl. Let me grab the towel so you can turn around."
"No, that's ok. Just continue... please?" -she asked, with puppy eyes like begging.
She is facing me now, eyes closed, looking forward to the front massage.
Before starting the front part, I took a drop of oil and placed it near her nose. As it evaporates her favourite smell will smother her senses and between the music and my hands, I hope she'll enter in a trance she has never experienced.
Once again I started from the shoulders and neck. This time, moving my hands behind her ears and onto the scalp, giving it a good nice shake to relax the head.
Continuing moving down, my fingers cupped her breasts and started massaging them, doing circles around, first with my entire palm, to later start using fewer and fewer fingers as I approached the nipples. I intended to get as close as possible, without touching them. Leave that edge for later, and keep her guessing "Is it now when he'll pounce".
I moved my hands down, to massage around the waist area. Every now and then one of my hands will wander back close to the nipples. When the breathing got harder, I would move it to her mouth, and put the finger on her lips: she ought to remain silent.
I continued with the legs, similarly to when her ass was facing me. Start with the calves, massaging them from the front, then move up, little by little, making the pressure of my fingers become caresses of my fingertips. And once again, my hand and fingers will get closer to her hot cave.
I could see her squirming a little bit as my fingers were closing the gap, and opening her legs, and I felt she was ready.
I moved my face closer to hers and started kissing her lips, while my hands started teasing back at her nipples. But this time, I would not stop at the edge, and my fingers would play around with them. Touching, pinching, doing small flicks, doing tiny circles around them. Then my mouth started helping adding licks and bites to the mix.
I could feel her panting getting stronger, and thanks to my mouth now one of my hands was free. The time for entrees was over, and my right hand was now cupping her entire pubic area. Then I went back to her mouth, and as I gave her a passionate kiss, my hand pressed against hers, and a little bit of my finger slide through the slit.
I started climbing her down with my mouth, stopping every inch for a kiss, or a lick... sometimes a tiny bite. I locked my eyes with her entrance, and my finger started to draw the shape of her labia, and the hood of her clit. I will bring her to the edge, by teasing the area, kissing the hood and breathing slowly on the parts that feel more wet. My lips will also follow suit, and with my tongue, I drew the same shape my fingers were running seconds earlier. As I approached the clit, a kiss will substitute the tip of my tongue, that way I will not increase the pleasure that much for now. And then, when she least expected, one finger slid in, followed by a second one, and my tongue opened up the hood to offer that sweet clitoris full stimulation.
That previous panting became moans, as my fingers explored her insides. When the initial shock passed, I started massaging the insides, putting special care to the areas that are not normally stimulated during sex or fun time and also paying attention to her reaction, to see which places would draw the more pleasure.
A couple of minutes passed by, and my hands were too long gone without the need for extra lubrication, that area was soaking.
I went back to her face and started kissing her again, as my fingers started moving towards the G-spot. I moved away from her, to get a better angle, and started adding more pressure and a rhythmic pounding to the place.
Moans started getting louder and louder. Her eyes went white. And with a small cute scream, an explosion of nectar came down my hands onto the bed. God bless those impermeable sheets. She held my arm, and barely able to form words she said "That... that was ... amazing..." which received a "Good girl" as a response, as I caressed her hair and moved her head closer to me.
I cleaned her with the towel, kissed her on the forehead and laid myself close to her, cuddling her.
"This has been the most intense experience I've ever had." -she whispered, and continued with "You're probably tired, but would you like to make love to me?"
I looked into her eyes: "It will be **MY** pleasure" |
